So, we went to BevMo at Broadway and Wilmot so he could pick out what he wanted.
One of the things that I don't understand about him is his refusal to bring his I.D. to most places. It nearly turned into a wasted trip but the clerk who rang up the order was kind about it (when he didn't have to be). The best rule when you're an adult is.... if you leave your house, bring your I.D. You never know when you're going to need it. Unless you participate in all ages activities and pay cash.
|I tried to talk Anthony into those fancy red cup stem cups at BevMo,|
but he preferred actual glass. How fancy.
|Heh heh... KEN wood.|