I’m channel surfing last night and I come across a commercial for the Blue Swan Diner. This was a happy place just three short weeks ago. There I was, spread out with my newspaper in a booth, talking to K on the cell as she pulled into the lot to meet me for dinner. She entered and I saw her in soft focus slow motion. I heard violins, but I think it was really a John Cougar song.
She sat, we ordered, we talked. Food came. She taught me all about gyros and some kind of yogurt sauce. She reminded me that fries were supposed to come with my turkey club. She could have told me yak pee was supposed to be my side dish, and I still would have summoned the waitress. We ate and finished and lingered and kissed in the parking lot…
Suddenly I realize that I’m watching a commercial and it’s three weeks later. Tormented again. I sink and think, “When the hell did the Blue Swan start buying cable ad time, anyway?”
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