Love and Marriage.

Every time I find out one of these architects I've been mooning over for the last 3 months of my life is married, I hear Sinatra belting out the Married With Children theme in my head, complete with the little clinking metal sound at the end. Today was one of those days.

Upon coming home, I found a little business card wedged in my screen door. "Dude Food," I read aloud as stood on my porch, "Food for Dudes from a Dude that Loves Food."

Really?