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10/5/2009

• Geez, it’s been a while, huh? I guess I’ve been busy for a change.
• 144 days, 10 hours, 23 minutes, 31 seconds until I’m done with school. Not that I’m counting or anything.
• We made our annual visit to Shelburne Farm for apple picking, jumping on a big pile of hay, riding tractors, and eating cider donuts. And luckily the macouns just opened for picking, so the trees were full and I didn’t have to wound myself trying to jump up for them.
• My Sirius radio died a week ago, and my local NPR station has been on their Fall Pledge Drive for the past week. That would be a recipe for a very painful commute. Luckily, I decided to pick up one of these to hook up my iPhone in my car. Between my own music, Pandora, and various podcasts, I really haven’t missed it at all.
• Have you ever sat in a car and listened to a toddler sing the second verse of Twinkle Twinkle Little Star 30 times in a row? “Up above the world so high. Like a diamond in the sky…” The first 5 times are pretty funny. The next 10, you’re just waiting for her to get bored and move onto a new song, and for the next 15 you’re just wondering if her brain short-circuited and she needs a reboot.
• The Lovely Suse’s birthday dinner at Craigie on Main was outstanding as expected. Yes, we went there again. We can’t help it. It’s by far our favorite restaurant around, it’s always amazing, it’s always different, and I always know that there will be some sort of braised pork belly on the menu. Oh, and the cocktails are interesting and go down very nicely. What more could we ask for? Now, where to go for our anniversary?
• We ordered up a big batch of stuff from Rancho Gordo, and after trying those beans, we’re converts. Damn, they’re good. So much better than any other’s we’ve had before. All sorts of heirloom varieties that I’ve never heard of, they’re creamy, flavorful, and have become a weekly staple. Give ‘em a try.
• Thanks to the Lovely Suse for fixing my hair after the scary Lebanese salon owner butchered it a bit. She doesn’t ask how I want it, just starts in on it, finishes in about 5 minutes, and then sends me on my way. I’m too afraid to ask her to fix it because last time, I told her to leave it a little long, and she said “You look 7 years younger with it short.” So she cut it short. Oh, and she cut off my sideburns without asking, which I am slowly growing back. Why do I continue going there? It’s a minute from my house, I never have to wait more than a few minutes, and it’s cheap. And as long as the scary owner doesn’t cut it, it’s great. But apparently, she “likes to cut the hair because I know that people will come back.” Yes, because they’re afraid that you’ll hunt them down if they don’t.

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