Thursday, June 22, 2006

8:30 p.m. PDT

My roommate called while we were out to dinner. Jeff jumped on the grill, he said. Oh my god, is he hurt, I said. Oh, he's fine, Roommate said, The little fucker ate my steak.

It seems Roommate cooked a steak, turned off the grill, and went inside. When he came out a minute later, Jeff was on the grill licking his steak.

We got Roommate a new dinner, and when we got home we let Jeff have the steak. He dragged it to the ground and gnawed on it without making much progress, so eventually we cut it up for him.

I know, he didn't actually kill it himself, but we felt this was worthy.

Well well, what's this?

It's a New York Strip.

Mmm, New York Strip.