It was a warm day yesterday, so I went to the mall to walk around. I stopped in Marshall’s to browse and saw a curious tag:
“Guaranteed to wrinkle”? That’s the opposite of what l would expect to see on the label. I think I might like a shirt that’s supposed to be wrinkled. But I didn’t get it.
This is my last weekend in LA before I travel to Nebraska. My frequent Saturday breakfast is at a local chain restaurant called Spires. I go there often enough that I know my regular server Rosa, and she knows me. How fun!
I often order the “Country Breakfast”, which includes biscuits and gravy, because they make good biscuits and gravy. I ordered it yesterday:
Mmm… it was so good… Thanks, Rosa! See you when I get back!
My bath towels haven’t been smelling so fresh lately. I thought I remembered something about washing them with vinegar to help strip off old laundry and fabric softener residue. (I have just realized that I remembered because I did it with some other towels six years ago.)
I put vinegar in the washing machine, and a little dish soap, to make the water wetter. Who did I learn that sentence from? “Soap makes water wetter”. I want to say it was Gil Danzer?
After washing and drying, the towels seemed fresh. We’ll see if they last.
My search through the memory archive reveals the fact that three years after I did this last time, I bought new towels. Did I buy them because the vinegar wash didn’t work, or because I just wanted new towels?
I finished cleaning my classroom yesterday. At the top of the list was getting my desk cleared, which was no small feat. It has to be empty because they’re going to wax the floor and will want to move the desk. My instructions were to take a picture of my computer set-up so that the IT guy can reconnect everything after it’s been moved.
The top of the desk is so beautiful and woody 🙂
It’s such a distinctive sign, it always catches my eye.
There are many burger restaurants in LA. Most of them say “charbroiled” on the sign. They all seem to offer the same burger: cheese, lettuce, tomato, and thousand island dressing. I haven’t seen this in any other place I’ve lived. It’s an interesting cultural feature of this area.
The other day, I finally stopped at this one. The burger was ok, but the onion rings were AMAZING. They are the best I’ve had in a long time. The onions were sweet, and the breading was just right. If you’re looking for good onion rings, this is the place to go.
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