Hideout, Revisited

After work, Justin and I snuck out to the Hideout, for a quick beer. We talked a bit about work (like we can avoid that), and thing shifted to the "database lessons" Justin promised me. For my help with his niece’s Flash photo gallery, he’s going to help me on whatever project I have in mind. I need to come up with some fun database interactions, and Justin will show me around a bit. :)

At one point, near the end of our drink, he dug into his bag looking for his palm pilot. Here’s the pic I took:

BEST_QUOTATION_EVAR: I slept with that girl, but I don’t remember her name.

:D