the parents, sister #2’s family and i all went out for dinner last night– the Great Mandarin. it’s their new favorite place since i dragged them all their for 9 3/4’s birthday. over szechuan pork and sesame chicken, i asked sister #2 how her website was coming along.
“yeah, i need a little help. i’m having to learn html. i can’t WYSIWYG everything anymore.”
“ha!”
“you know, a lot of people are really boring or stupid.”
“yeah, i know.”
“a lot of people link to you,” she said.
“yeah, i know.”
“people read your website?” my mom asks.
“uh yeah,” i said.
“a lot of them?”
“about 100 or so a day.”
“why?” she asks.
“because i am interesting?”
“YOU ARE NOT!” stink shouts practically upending his chair.
that’s when i had to flick him in the ear and he nearly choked on his shrimp with peapods.
Where is the Great Mandarin? If it is in the Twin Cities, would you be willing to write a review for it?