Burritos and Jazz

For valentines I got Russ tickets to the Jazz vs. Pistons game (I am SUCH a good girlfriend). Before we went to the game we stopped at this taco shop in Murray called Lonestar Taqueria where we ate possibly the best burrito known to man. Unfortunately we were in a hurry so Russ had to eat and drive at the same time and spilled approximately 1/3 of the burrito on his lap. Another unfortunate event occured when we went to pay for parking and I realized that I had left my wallet at the taco shop. Since Russ had no cash we decided to at least ask the guy if we could write him a check. It was either that, or park 5 miles away. The guy just laughed at us for about 2 minutes. Apparently he felt pretty bad for us because he told us to just park and not tell anyone. So nice! I hope someone will do that man a favor. Russ almost pooped his pants the first half of the game because the Jazz were playing so horribly. Luckily the Jazz saved him from making a big mess because they made a miraculous come-back in the second half to win the game.