Weird Territory
Tuesday. MRE arrived late Sunday evening after a long and complicated journey from Scotland. An interesting journey where most everything went wrong including his arrangement to have his car moved by a friend from the local BART station to his home while he was away, finding a note on his door saying, well, there'd been an accident. He mentioned that people who'd travelled without exactly the right documents had been treated badly and rudely by the security people. Just what we all wanted to hear. Gives you confidence when you may have to fly in the future.
Then again, the second day of this week is ending. Lunch today with MSV at Breads of India, which has finally opened near our office in Oakland. I believe the first sign went up announcing a grand opening any day now, “any day now” having been any day now for well over two years. I almost said something clever when we were seated, but realized they would by then have heard some variation on clever one too many times since they'd opened three weeks earlier. Best to just bite your tongue and order. I had chicken in a nice curry sauce with what they recommended for a matching bread, a garlic bread that looked not unlike a slice of pizza. MSV had an Okra dish with suggested bread to match that looked something like a big pancake, but tasted completely different. Life is pretty good here in Oakland.
So anyway, another day, another evening watching a movie. A Japanese movie, something about, well, a photographer who wanders into weird territory.
Why do I think you might have wanted to rent that?
I couldn't possibly imagine.
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