Open Mouth, Insert Foot.

I get myself into sticky conversations sometimes, and I am too honest (or stupid) to realize when to lie. For example, Friday night at Zoofari, I met an old lady who went to school in the one room schoolhouse in Lawrenceton where I grew up. I said that was remarkable because I didn't know that many people who actually went to school there. I asked her if she went to school with, "Andy Wolk, or Francis Koettinger?" She said, "No, they're probably much younger than me. " Then I said, "Oh I don't think so, because they are both passed away now. " She didn't know what to say after that. I didn't either. Whoops. (Shrug)