i got kicked out of my first bar yesterday. yes, me, kicked out. the guy actually wasn’t kicking me out — he was kicking Judah out, i just happened to be kind of attached to her. Joshua and Mark and I went around the corner from our place to New Amsterdam Coffee Haus — a European style coffee house/bar in Exposition Park — with a couple of guys from Tucson who had come through Dallas. It was only 8 p.m. and Judah wasn’t even drinking, but we got kicked out anyway. I stuck my tongue out at him and Mark said, “She means that in the nicest way possible.” Being there reminded me of that scene in Sweet Home Alabama, where Reese Witherspoon’s character goes to the local bar and runs into her high school best friend. Reese exclaims, “You have a baby!” then pauses and says, “In a bar.” It felt kinda like that.