Saturday, August 22, 2009
ingredients were largely sourced by a trip to the farmer's market, indicates a level of having-act-togetherness that I rarely enjoy on the weekends: all the anticipated checks arrived, I have no assignments on my docket, the car repairs were easily managed and resolved before this luncheon commenced.
I also discovered my copy of Our Noise: the Story of Merge Records arrived yesterday awaiting my perusal and I have a Werner Herzog movie to watch. I am kicking ass on the crptoquote iphone app I downloaded last night while taking Maya and a friend to the new Harry Potter movie.
There was leftover cobbler from desert last night. A slight breeze is lending today's August humidity a whisper of Spring. I hear the mail arriving as I type this. Here's hoping there are no terminal punctation marks to this leisurely run-on sentence of a day hiding therein.
Edited to add: it was a Krautrock reissue disc. Happy day continues!