bad manners.
i'm not talking like, chewing with your mouth open. or not putting a napkin on your lap. but genuine bad manners. not welcoming someone to your home, for example. not offering guests a drink. not introducing new faces to old faces. bad manners.
you know what i love?
chili relleno.
in other news...
caren, karey and i had the best time last night -- went to a less-than-thrilling party, but left about an hour later and went dancing at a club called double dutch. best music ever:
"you down with opp";
"rumpshaker".
and i just aged myself.
it was basically the grid at san mateo high, circa 1994.