September 6th, 2003


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The guy in front of me in line at the grocery store let me go first because, and here I quote, "the Lord hates a soggy ice cream sandwich." It's an interesting theology, but one I could get behind.

We hit the Eastern Market in DC today. A lot more flea market than food market, it seemed. They did have people selling Tibetan CDs, ads from the 50's, old maps (including one of the United States in the 50's - in Russian,) and prints of Gustav Dore' art. Relatively keen. And if I was cooking a nice dinner for someone, which is always a theory I've had, that's where I'd go to get fresh food. So, yeah.

Tonight, dinner with family, I believe. My godparents are in town.
Tomorrow, SPXO, I believe.