Hey, thanks.

Hey, Lacroix, thanks for feeding me last night. And thanks for pointing out that I can be a real snob when I want to be. Perhaps not be a snob but have the right to criticize (and criticize fairly) the things which, given their luxury, I probably shouldn't be criticizing as a 21 year old college student who works in a warehouse. We were totally right about the food and service though. It was a nice night, not topnotch though. I fear Lacroix may be tricking diners and food critics all around the nation.

However, evenings like that make it impossible for my standards to be met. How am I going to be satisfied when someone takes me on a date to a place like Verde? I know how the "elites" live! I am not easily impressed anymore. Damn. Fortunately, I've adapted by having a sliding scale of standards. I assess al factors of the situation and adjust the standards as necessary. In Iowa CIty, I have lower standards for dates, based on the location, resources available, and population. It's quite simple really.

Now, things to do. Dentist/campaign video/resume/everything else.