On the way back from Myrtle Beach, I saw this vintage Esso station, est. 1912. I jumped, of course.





Red Delicious Living: Observations of a brown-eyed girl. Also, a good place to kill ten minutes at work.















So living in Dupont Circle with my friend is no different. He told me about how he was at the Cairo liquor store the other day, talking to the owner about a coffee liquor, so the guy says, oh, he'll order some. Four days later, my friend is in the store and guess what? Yeah, four bottles of the liquor were on the shelf and so my friend gets a bottle. Imagine that actually ever happening in your local Giant (Ralph's, Safeway, Piggly Wiggly or what have you)...another good reason to avoid the suburbs. Cool, huh?