Sunday, October 18, 2009

Home before midnight, doesn't sound like much, but it is.

Amazingly jam-packed almost four day trip, so much so that I've kind of lost track- visits with old friends (including biscuits with gravy and a demonstration of the three sectional staff), Monticello, Richard Thompson (enjoyed him outlandishly more than I expected, probably the result of pretending he didn't exist for the past 12-15 years), Bull Run, fancy pie, visionary art, Japanese groceries, etc., etc.

Stayed last night at a Quality Inn. I suppose, in all fairness, they didn't specify which quality. It certainly had one.

Brr, it's cold in here.

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