Anodyne
Sunday, August 13, 2006
 

In Season, Out of Season

Today's Youtube: Squonk, an old guilty pleasure, the man soon to be reborn as Dr. Evil fronting this strangest of British supergroups.

In one hand bread, the other a stone
The hunter enters the forest...

Over my speakers, Sunday morning, the scent of tropical Vim Oxy Gel rising off the floor. Outside, quiet Main Street in the dusty August sunlight, still-curing curbs wrapped in red caution tape and pylons. The occasional car or bus bumping over the big steel plates in the road, covering the excavation the city's works crew dug across Broadway on Friday in preparation for a new sewer pipe or water main.

Class act 101: the city flagger who wandered into Cuppa Joe around noon on Friday, barged to the head of the five-person line, short-circuited complaints by holding up her big red reflective STOP sign, and ordered coffee to go.

Five cases of new books (60 linear feet!) cleaned and priced since Thursday, with the same amount again still waiting on the counter.
- posted by cjb @ 9:49 AM


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