I’ve had my head down, trying to get forward momentum on a project at work. That’s my excuse for letting Wednesday creep up on me without putting up a new whiteboard quip. I had a really good one in mind, too. But, to give it a fair shake, I have to wait for next Monday.

So, instead of giving you a quip, I’ll just tell you a funny story. How’s that?

Several months ago, Tammy and I were in an unfamiliar part of town. I was driving down a major street when Tammy suddenly gasped and exclaimed, “WHAT?!”

My heart jumped (the way it always does when I’m driving and someone in the car gasps suddenly). “Don’t DO that! It makes me think we’re about to crash or something.”

“Sorry, but did you see that restaurant back there?”

“You mean the ‘Lebanese Grill’? Yeah, that’s weird, but why the freakout?”

“OH! Lebanese! I thought it said, ‘Lesbian Grill’. What kind of restaurant is that?!”

I’ll let your imagination try and figure out exactly what a “Lesbian Grill” would serve.