We were at Rooster's Restaurant last night after I took the girls to get their hair cut. Riley had spent some time counting the 19 plus TV's in the place. At one point she stopped and looked thoughtful for a moment.
"This looks like a beer bar," she said.
"Yeah, I guess so," I replied.
"Why are all these men are here watching TV and drinking beer when they could be at home having fun, you know, talking?"
"That's a question for the ages, my dear," I replied.