Yeah, it’s Wednesday:
- It was catastrophic carnage befitting the day after Hallowe’en. I walked into the Tiki Room this morning, and there were dozens of dead (or dying) ladybugs all over the floor right by the outside door. It was very sad when I had to vacuum up the cute little buggers.
- Speaking of seasonal carnage, why does anyone go to The Castro for Hallowe’en anymore?
- Again speakng of seasonal carnage, I, like thousands of children across the country, am having candy for breakfast this morning.
- This afternoon: a doctor’s appointment in Charlotte, preceded by lunch at Gus’ Sir Beef, where the beef tips, collard greens, and fried squash make my eyes roll back in my head in a way that few other meals can.