Scored some good scores at the Shoreline Goodwill. It lives up to the hype in terms of selection, and it isn't overcrowded or dingy. I'll be going there again, I have a feeling. I do want to find the petite little things who donated the cutest dresses, though, so I can snap them in half forcibly administer them cookies and human growth hormone. Next: non-boot shoes (Yes, heresy from the nun.) and more girly t-shirts, because where I work, people wear them.
Took Nibs on a V-Day (observed) date to Mixtura, a Peruvian place in Kirkland, if you can believe it. Thumbs up to the beef heart appetizer and quinoa risotto with mushrooms. Nibs was less satisfied with the chicken. A few small service issues, but I think it's worth a place near the bottom of my top ten.
Silent comedy: standing outside the Redmond Value Village, when one of the goths present told
balzacq that his wife was about to buy a bright orange sweater. He was in there in a trice, and animated conversation that we couldn't hear ensued.
theda gave us funny looks through the glass as we laid square eggs, probably believing us, correctly, to be too damn silly. For the record, she was buying it for
meathelmet, whose taste for bright orange clothing is well known.
Silent comedy: standing outside the Redmond Value Village, when one of the goths present told
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