We all went out for a few drinks last night at our favorite steak house. After dinner and a few too many, Mr. 3 1/2 insisted we go to a local wine bar where he's been trying to make the waitress. I personally thought he could get a date with her and made a bet with another worker that thought he couldn't. The bet was for $200 and we gave Mr. 3 1/2 two weeks to pull it off. Last night he even picked up the check, and I'm sure he tipped the lady way too much just to insure he'd get that date. Well, he didn't and I lost the $200. So, to 3 1/2 and Alex, I'm throwing the crap at you just to get even. For $200, I need to get some satisfaction out of this.