Perhaps I should have said Gerard Depardieu?

Apologies for the dearth of stories, but as many of you know Matt’s been back in Minnesota for a few weeks and Marlys is only joining him this weekend. We've both been a mite busy. However, that’s not to say nothing amusing happens to us in St Paul. And after having Marlys relate a few embarrassing stories, it only seems to be appropriate to prove Matt has his fair share of moments, too.

Setting: Groveland Tap in St Paul about 8 PM. After a long day of work Matt has treated himself to a Cajun Lucy and a Summit Pilsner (two very important advantages of St Paul over Melbourne) and the waitress (approximately 19 years old and, well, a bit ditsy) has brought the check.

Waitress (twirling blond hair in finger): "Has anyone ever told you that you look like a movie star? I just can’t remember who."

Matt (blushing and increasing tip by 50%): "Why no. Perhaps you’re thinking of Brad Pitt?"

Waitress (giggling): "No, silly. I’d remember if it was someone good looking."

Cue sound of ego deflating.