Last weekend I turned down an offer to meet UnScurvyGirl and Mr. Fabulous for dinner so that I could stay in and work. Glamorous, I know. Maybe as a way of showing me what I was missing (or maybe just because she was thinking about me), USG sent me this photo of her Lone Star beer cap:
Can you solve the puzzle?
While I did miss out on an evening of puzzle solving, beer drinking, hipster watching, and locally sourced, inventive dining, I managed to secure a fortune by ordering takeout from China Hill:
"Even if you're on the right track, you'll get run over if you just sit there."