June 2003


Some Denny’s facts lodged in my head–location, unit number, model, and phone number (sad, isn’t it–I’ve been gone from there since 1989, so these brain cells are just wasted at this point):

Denny’s in Langhorne Unit #823 (a 109 unit) No clue
Denny’s in Media Unit #855 (a 109 unit, newer than Langhorne) 466-42??
Denny’s in Bensalem Unit #873 (a 109 unit with an extra room on the side) No clue
Denny’s in Essington Unit #1073 (a 149 unit) um, 521-1073?
Denny’s in Clifton Heights Unit #1283 (a 149 unit with a wine and beer license) 259-1283 burned into my mind forever
Denny’s in Roxborough Unit #1554 (a Series ’81 unit–this is an updated 109 unit with a double kitchen for super capacity) Don’t remember
Denny’s in City Line Avenue Unit #1574 (a 149 unit with a big back room for the bar–a full liquor license) Blocked from my mind
Denny’s in WestChester Unit #???? (an In-towner, a full scale Denny’s concept) um, 436-9004?

I worked in every one of these restaurants except WestChester (Bensalem for only one week, and Langhorne for only two nights–I subbed for short-staffed management teams). The 109 and 149 refer to the number of people the unit was designed to seat at one time. The Series ’81 did really have a beautiful kitchen, and I wish today’s TJ Rockwell’s here in town had one with a tenth the capacity–their food is great but their kitchen runs at a snail’s pace sometimes.

At least I’m slowly forgetting the phone numbers.

On Friday, we went to the drive-in to see Finding Nemo. It was good–not as good as say, Toy Story, but not bad. After all, how many times in one movie can you see fish threatened with being almost eaten?

Alyssa watched the entire movie until 11:00pm (and then stayed up past 1:00am to see Daddy Day Care–pretty amazing for her age). On the way home, Alyssa was quiet but alert. She seemed deep in thought. We asked her how she liked the movie. She remained silent, deep in reflection.

Several minutes later, she announced her sum and total reaction to Finding Nemo with all the thoughtful analysis of a five year old.

“You mean my wee-wee goes down into the ocean?!?”

My wife Denise isn’t always too keen on “this ‘blogging’ thing” of mine (I tend to spend a lot of time on the computer), and she’s not super-enthusiastic about my dragging her into “print” on this site very often.

Having said that, it was really cool to go down with the kids and see her playing saxophone with a local concert band tonight. Good music.

My brother Joe has come back to the states to visit from his home in Guam. He flew from Guam to Seattle on Thursday, and tonight is winging his way to Florida to visit with my mom and my sister.

Joe stayed in Seattle for a couple of days, renting a car and driving around to see some friends (he lived there for a bit before moving to Guam in 1991). I asked Joe what car he rented out of idle curiosity. “I’m driving a Ford Explorer” he replied.

“An Explorer? Wow–how’d you get that?”

“Well, I had an economy, but they upgraded me for free.”

Only my brother Joe could make these things happen. You know, maybe it’s just people named Joe who have all the luck (right, Joe Way?).      🙂

Here’s a pic of Joe from his trip to Europe with Mom two years ago, by the way:

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