During my last week (this post is back dated to reflect the time) I went to Pentolinos for lunch. :-P There I sat alone feasting on the specials. I remove my leash because it's uncomfortable to eat with it on. As the lanyard lay motionless on the table, I glance at it. I'd also do this from time to time as I would look down at my dangling juror's badge to be certain that I had gotten it validated. See the red seal stamp. Parking at the Disney Concert Hall is $17.00 (me thinks) if the stub is not validated. I'm not paying that the way gasoline prices are today.
Is it my imagination, or does the sentence which reads LOCK YOUR CAR appear to be the words "FUCK YOU"? Bar-b-q special and the grilled salmon plates are not to be missed.