THE MAYAN CALENDAR AND THE ECONOMY OF LOVE

Last night I met someone for drinks. And as we walked down the strip from bar to bar, I asked if Frankfurter’s is still doing business—it’s a hot dog place near the college where I worked.

Well it’s now a Cajun restaurant.

I said in 2011 a co-worker and I were laughing about the Mayan calendar hysteria, when we walked into Frankfurter’s.