This Saturday I ate dinner at Luby’s. I don’t think I’ve eaten at Luby’s since college. It was actually pretty good. I got the typical — filet of fried fish, mac and cheese, salad, turnip greens and even shared a slice of “cheese cake” with Tiffany. I couldn’t help but think about the George Hennard massacre at that Luby’s in Killeen back in 1991. They say that there’s no such thing as bad publicity. I wonder if the execs at Luby’s actually thought, “Hey, free advertising!” after that happened…