The Inn of Infinite Sadness, or alternatively, Smudge and Hobbes' Traumatising Transcendental Transatlantic Trip. Being the adventures of two very large, unwillingly peripatetic, half-Bengal cats and their owner (of rather similar description) as they prepare to leave the North American continent in search of a new life in their (the cats, not the owner) ancestral homeland of Aneda. Sigh, what I won't do for a decent cup of tea.
Saturday, August 24, 2013
Understanding my place in the world.
I had lunch here today; a hot dog and a Yoo-Hoo. Good hot dog. The stand is run by a personable retired guy who really enjoys what he does. He probably adds more real value to the world than all the organologists on earth, combined.
Rock on, Hot Dog Guy, rock on.
Sent from my HTC PONDERINGTHAT, a Windows® phone with sauerkraut and mustard (catsup is forbidden!) from AT&T
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