imagine (if you can) a booth at The Crazy Pepper, where Tar, Tor & I are sitting... debriefing from Creation; all tired, wired, and giggly! Let's just say it's the perfect makings for a fiasco in more ways than one.
First off, they get me going so much so that a table of women (we know) semi-stand up, waving, "Hey Amancay!" Next... Tarnna & I learned something totally new and unexpected about male behavior & body language. Then I'm sure Tarn was butt late back to work (how is it that we can sit at a table for 2 1/2 hours?) Plus, Tor dug himself even deeper into parental disgruntlement (yet I somehow feel so responsible [being the actual adult and all!])