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11:10 on monday. floppy drops by my office and inquires; "are you down with the loop"? oh, these youngsters. they speak in tongues. i'm in. i'm down. yes i would like to go. at 11:30 doubleo, floppy and i head to the elevator. since i know that the loop is mainframes favorite and since i know that floppy and mainframe are an item (in old folks talk) i ask if she will be joining us. she will meet us there after a trip to blockbusters to drop of some videos. floppy asks: who is driving? doubleo quickly replies: you are. the rule is: you pick it you pedal it. floppy announces that he is in the parking garage behind the bank and across from the courthouse. he has a free space on the bottom level but he is paying for a space on the street level. i suppose it is more important for mainframes beau to save his energy and not his money. floppy has a BAD RIDE. he is down with a four door camry. doubleo hops in the back and i go shotgun. before i can actually be seated, floppy has to clear the seat of debris from his weekend trip to sumpter sc for a family wedding. floppy is a high-tech guy. he has a satellite radio that will pick up 150 stations, but, he can't pick up the refuse in his BAD RIDE. he and mainframe went to the springtime parade. they collected enough beads to buy manhattan twice--and at todays prices. they are on the floor along with a big can of nuts and other items. i carefully place my feet on the floor. i don't want to disturb his treasures. the only remaining loop in tally is on w. tenn. st by fsu. we pull in as mainframe arrives. go inside, grab menus and queue up to order. the place has a overwhelming stench of disinfectant. i don't want to know what happened here last night. apparently, whatever happens at the loop stays at the loop for a long time. you can't kill it. it is already dead. the noxious coverup exceeds the original need. we don't slow down. mainframe orders a tuna sandwich--well done with fries and a drink. doubleo gets a salad and a drink. floppy orders a small pizza-thin crust-five toppings, fries and a drink. i order a small-thick crust-five vegetable-pizza, a drink and a c-chip to tide me over. at the loop, they give you an order number and holler it when your food is ready. no need for fake names. a table with four. you dine in shifts. doubleo your salad looks good. eat up. don't wait on us. the salad and the pizza and the fries and the drinks were fine. the c-chip was ok, at best. there is a problem with the tuna sandwich. it is rare. mainframe did not order a sushiwich. she returns the offending item and eats her fries and awaits a call back that never comes. she gets a refund. even though the loop was her choice, it won't be soon again. i suspect that floppy won't be down with the loop for awhile--out of respect for mainframe. back to the parking garage. floppy parks in his free spot. i note that, at his suggestion, we walk up the ausley steps. it wasn't the ladies in heels who want to avoid the short one block hill to the courthouse. heaven forbid that he work off his fries and pizza with a stroll up mount jefferson. gotta save energy for mainframe.