So last night I was holding two halves of an English muffin over a surprisingly blank section of the counter when I realized that the toaster oven had been abducted, taken by its owners to camp for a few weeks. Damn. So, not having my primary snack option available, I decided to head out to the nearby convenience store for some alternate source of snackage and. . . the moon. . . At the stop sign I nearly forgot I had been driving. The gibbous moon was wrapped in ribbons of cloud that were outlined by the light reflected from the moon. Almost looked like a swirl of cream on the surface of a cup of black coffee. Amazing. Stunning. Moving. Something good.
Anyway, I have updates on list related pursuits, but I've already written quite a bit today, so I'm going to procrastinate the update until tomorrow. For now, I have a question: How is it possible that every time I've been waiting in line at the cash register today I've been stuck behind someone trying to use a coupon that was intended for use at a different location? Weird.
I'm grateful to write and read and play and listen (20).
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