Friday, March 20, 2009
There is a bar at the end of my street. They serve pizza too. According to the sign the pizza was voted "Indy's best." I believe it. It's good. Last night my roomies & I went there to eat some. While there the woman making the pizza asked if we were going to stay and watch Rudolph with them. It's a tradition at the bar. Every year when Rudolph is on TV, they watch it there. Heck yes we were going to stay and watch it with them. I never thought I would watch Rudolph in a bar, but I'm so glad I did. Isn't it strange, the little things that go on inside the places you pass every day. Next week we were invited back on Friday to watch Frosty the Snowman. I won't be able to make it b/c I'll be seeing Edie Carey perform.