Bad Habits Are Hard to Break

Yesterday I had a meeting not far from that infamously dirty den of depravities known as Centerfolds. I don’t often have to travel to that part of Houston, but when I do, I usually make it a point to stop by to see whether Centerfolds is still a higher mileage venue than under the freeway bridge where the battered, crack-addict women hang out.

I am happy to report that Centerfolds still beats that under the freeway bridge hang out hands down!

But first things first!