Remember how much I enjoyed The Oriental Buffet, the little Chinese restaurant next to the used bookstore? Apparently I lost my ability to taste salt at some point in the past and have since regained it. It was like eating a salt block.
Fabulous may be stretching it a bit but it's still a beautiful day to be off. I just got home from a trip to the used bookstore. I traded John a box of Russian Stout mix for his beer kit for some noir and horror books. I'd say it was win-win. Other than that, the morning has been fairly uneventful. I listened to some music and watched an episode of Deadwood. Not a lot was accomplished other than drinking half a pot of coffee and taking Belle on a two mile walk.
Last night, I burned the 10 o'clock oil and finished Steppenwolf. It was a great book but I'm not sure if I like it or not, if that makes sense. There were a lot of concepts I may borrow for future writing endeavors.
The dog beckons. I'm hoping to get some pictures to finish out the month in a colorful fashion.