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I went over to my mother's school this morning to pick up my heavy winter coat (which had been hanging dormant in the closet of my parents' house since I can home from Washington, D.C. for good almost five years ago) for my upcoming Providence trip. While I was out, I stopped by the old Borders to use the gift certificate my grandparents gave me for Christmas. I forgot to bring my ATM card, which saved me from buying much more than my certificate was worth, and in the end I picked up a copy of Games World of Puzzles, which has a highly recommended set of cryptic crosswords by Patrick Berry, the constructor of the cryptics in Harper's Magazine; a copy of The Nation, whose lefter-than-me stance is enjoyable and interesting to me (I'm thinking about subscribing); Los Angeles Times Sunday Crossword Omnibus, Volume 1, all clues of which are written by Barry Tunick, whom I know from NPL parties; and what seems to be a rather standard fantasy story called The Glasswright's Apprentice, which just gave me good vibes.
I also stopped by the Topanga Plaza Shopping Center, thinking I might be able to also use my Sam Goody gift certificate, but there wasn't a SG shop in the mall. (Why did I think there was?) Visiting the food court, I had a hankering for a Hot Dog On A Stick, but there didn't seem to be anyone manning the front, so I left. Instead, I finally visited Ruby's Red Hots, a hot dog place right around the corner from my house. It doesn't open until eleven, so I usually miss it, but today I made it my business to go there. As an old Cherub friend would say, "That is a hot FUCKING dog!" This thing was not only a quality hot dog, it was covered with everything one would want on a hot dog: tomatos, jalapeños, a long pickle wedge, several slices of nonpickled cucumber, onions, a mountain of relish and, of course, mustard on an onion bun. I also ordered cheddar fries, which made for a fine, but extremely messy dinner. Yum.
I also stopped by the Topanga Plaza Shopping Center, thinking I might be able to also use my Sam Goody gift certificate, but there wasn't a SG shop in the mall. (Why did I think there was?) Visiting the food court, I had a hankering for a Hot Dog On A Stick, but there didn't seem to be anyone manning the front, so I left. Instead, I finally visited Ruby's Red Hots, a hot dog place right around the corner from my house. It doesn't open until eleven, so I usually miss it, but today I made it my business to go there. As an old Cherub friend would say, "That is a hot FUCKING dog!" This thing was not only a quality hot dog, it was covered with everything one would want on a hot dog: tomatos, jalapeños, a long pickle wedge, several slices of nonpickled cucumber, onions, a mountain of relish and, of course, mustard on an onion bun. I also ordered cheddar fries, which made for a fine, but extremely messy dinner. Yum.
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