I had a nice conversation today with the staff at the liquor store today, discussing the merits of various brands of tequila (for instance, I showed them that 1800 isn’t made by Cuervo anymore, and they told me that paying $50 for a bottle of Sammy Hagar’s Cabo Wabo isn’t at all worth the name–not that I would have ever paid to find out, frankly). It struck me funny later, though. I guess I’ve been living in conservative Lancaster County too long or just grown too old not to wonder about conversations regarding the qualities of hard liquor.

Oh well. It was good stuff, anyway. I got the Sauza, although I think the Monte Alban would have been just as good–I like the more flavorful stuff. It’s been a long week. I’m actually looking foward to replacing my front brake pads, calipers, and hoses on the van tomorrow. Working on cars has become a zen-like experience for me–as long as the weather is agreeable.