Alright, I got the pipe back! Apparently I left it with TK at the bar, when I made a super-secret-unknown exit out the back door of the bar.

We'd been at the bar for a few hours by this point, and there was this girl hitting on me. She would not leave me alone, but I was not digging her one bit. So, in my own cowardly fashion, I pulled a fantastic bait-and-switch. While she was distracted for that split second, I managed to grab my coat, and sneak off into the crowd to disappear out the back door - without anyone the wiser.

However, I've got a problem on my hands now. Through the fog, I can remember a few things about the conversation with her. First, she tried to give me her number - but I only faked putting it in my phone. She caught me. She then took my phone and put the number in herself. She then started whining about how I wasn't going to call her. I had no intention of ever using that phone number. But, for whatever reason, I promised her I would.

Now, this puts me in a tough position. I'm not going to call her. But, since this all went down at my local watering hole, I'd say I've got a pretty good chance of running into her there in the future. This could create a very uneasy situation, where I'd come off being the biggest jerk in history. Is there any way to avoid this potential situation? Or will I have to come to terms with the fact that I'm a big ol' jerk?

If you're bored and looking for something interesting and pointless to read, I suggest you check out these documents. The US Government had to publish these reviews of all the detainees at Guantanamo Bay. It's interesting to read about how the poor smucks got to that point. A lot of them claim they didn't KNOW that they were helping Al Queda, some claim they didn't do anything wrong at all, and the odd one will simply question the court's authority. Interesting stuff.