It's 4:07 AM . . .
. . . but before hitting the sack, I've gotta share my Omega sighting in the wild last night. Speedmaster Auto, ca '05(?) . . . . . . spied on the wrist of a patron at the seaside dive bar. As luck would have it . . . . . . there was an Omega on my wrist ...
The pool game? Ah, he wasn't a player, Nicolas . . .
. . . just a social drinker who stopped in for a few cocktails. A nice fellow, about 30, and from the UK, judging by his accent.
