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There is still Reynolds wrap David made left over from mama's birthday yesterday. I think she might finally have eaten some of the cookies I made (they're really good, and mostly gone). I do like Reynolds wrap, though. And David makes this lime-ginger combination that makes all bread futile forever after.
I walked home from Rice, which led me through the Farmer's Market, where I couldn't resist 4 satsumas for a dollar, but also there was this honest-to-Buddha hippie jug band, playing an actual washboard, a banjo, abs, and a real live washtub bass (mop handle stuck in a big steel washtub upside down with a string tied to it). Only the girl was wearing a functional shirt and you could smell them all at 20 feet. It was both terribly yucky and really amazing (especially that that bass made real notes that the player could tune).
Reggie called me out of the blue this evening, asking to hang out. Well, of course. We went to see the Hobbit (again for me, he hadn't seen it). It's worth a look in 3D; flying sequences are always worth 3D.
I walked home from Rice, which led me through the Farmer's Market, where I couldn't resist 4 satsumas for a dollar, but also there was this honest-to-Buddha hippie jug band, playing an actual washboard, a banjo, abs, and a real live washtub bass (mop handle stuck in a big steel washtub upside down with a string tied to it). Only the girl was wearing a functional shirt and you could smell them all at 20 feet. It was both terribly yucky and really amazing (especially that that bass made real notes that the player could tune).
Reggie called me out of the blue this evening, asking to hang out. Well, of course. We went to see the Hobbit (again for me, he hadn't seen it). It's worth a look in 3D; flying sequences are always worth 3D.