Happy NFL season, Stugats.

Thank you.

I'm not a big fan of it starting on the Thursday.

I have to remind myself it was happening today.

It's only the one game.

It is Dallas versus Philadelphia, which could very well be a blowout.

But it's still a big day.

Yes.

And so I went to breakfast this morning.

Oh, really?

It's one of those things that I like to do.

Like, if it's the start of a big day, I like to go sit down, usually at a bar, at a

diner or breakfast restaurant, sometimes a table is fine.

Today I went back to a place and I hadn't been to for like three, at least four years. Because it's a big day. Right. Because it's a big day because I hadn't been there in a while because the staff loved me so much every time I went there. And today, it was great. I got in there immediately. Everybody's eyes lit up. I found out that one of

the guys that worked there committed suicide a while back. That was sad. My favorite waitress from

before, she just quit because she just had enough. Sounds like a joyous place. It was great,

it was great. But that's all your big days there. Yeah. Something happened that it was just like, man, this is why I went with that other server all the time.

It's because this woman, the nicest woman in the world, the one who told me about Carlos is suicide.

Rest in peace.

She came through after I had set up my coffee exactly how I wanted it and had about four or five

sips of it without asking me anything and refilled the coffee.

Right.

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