why did the fonts have a crazy party?

they were sans sheriff!

i emailed the sheriff's office about the house down the street and a deputy replied and said with either the exact date or the address, he could provide me more information. so, i replied with the address. i'll provide you a status report on this as developments occur.

panera was crowded with wimmens tonight. with all the cackling, it sounded like a henhouse. there were two or three apparently unrelated small-to-medium sized groups of gals. one particular group of youngish wimmens looked to be an athletic squad of some unknown varietal. they were by chance seating themselves directly behind us, so i turned around and tapped one young lady on the shoulder, thinking i'd ask her what group they were, what sport they played, where they were from. i tapped. she turned. i said, "are y'all together?" she said, "yes." um... "are y'all together?" -- really?! another brilliant live human convo brought to you by ace....

panera has this offer where if you purchase a dinner meal and a drink, you can get a bakery treat for 99¢. in other words, after 11AM, you can assist panera by giving them 99¢ to haul away their stale foodstuffs. i mean, c'mon - all this stuff is made in the morning, right? it's not like they're baking cimmanom rolls all day. you get a bakery treat for 99¢ and panera gets rid of something they'd otherwise destroy at a loss. we got a cimmanom roll.



we brought home the roll and made some more coffee to have with. so, there i was in the kitchen with 2 cuppas, the divided roll on 2 plates, 2 forks, 2 nakkins wondering how to transport it all. how? how?? a tray! i loaded all these things onto a tray and carried them out to the den for consumption. something about loading all the stuff up on a tray says aristrocracy. "sir, your cuppa and roll." the unassuming, shallow, flat multi-item carrier with handles somehow turns a cuppa and roll into high tea.