tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-31514346.post-1153826143055379162006-07-25T04:02:00.000-07:002006-07-25T05:42:52.243-07:00Last night, Lammy and I went to P.J. Chang's for dinner. As always, I partook in one of my favorite dining sports, <span style="font-style: italic;">Kravitzing. </span>What you ask is this? Well, remember dear old Mrs. Kravitz, the next-door neighbor to the Stevens? Bewitched, if you're lost. Basically you listen to other people talk as you pretend not to be rude to the person you're eating with at the time.<br /><br />I hit pay dirt and scored big time. A first date was unfolding within 10 feet of my right ear. Rather not comment on what they were discussing. After all it's a sport for one player.Spicehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/01745071086284015765noreply@blogger.com