I'm living somewhere along 99W between Sherwood and Newberg. I'm heading out to Newberg to meet some of my family for the city's Old Fashioned Days festival, on my bike. But I'm having a really hard time biking; the wind is against me or something, so it feels like I'm riding through water, and I'm making very little time.

Then I realize that I forgot my phone at home, which means I won't be able to find them, as we were going to use text to track each other down. So I have to go back home and get it, but I'm hungry, so I stop first at a Shari's restaurant. They bring me a grilled cheese sandwich, and I start to eat it but then I realize the time. It's almost 5 o'clock, and I was intending to be in Newberg around 2 or 3. I decide I'd better change my plan, go home quickly, get my phone, and drive there.

So I get up. Apparently I don't really have a tab to pay, as the grilled cheese was just a freebie like chips at a Mexican restaurant, but I leave a dollar tip and get up. Then I think I should leave a bigger tip, since they did give me the sandwich. I pull out another dollar, but right then I'm bumped on the elbow by the waiter, who has come to clean up. I tell him that I meant to leave this other dollar, as I'm clumsily trying to put it with the other dollar, which has somehow gotten into the middle of the sandwich with the melted cheese.

(somehow I also remember my phone got smashed, run over or something, and it's all bent and broken, but still barely working.)