1. I pumped the gas into the car in Ritzville. Deke: "Everything go all right?" Me: "Yeah. I guess so." We drove across the street to Starbucks. Deke: "Almost everything." She put the cap back on the gas tank and closed the gas tank door. I should only buy gas in Oregon where someone does the pumping for me.
2. We had an easy and safe drive home and arrived to a knock from our neighbor who delivered my repaired Canon S95.
3. No groceries in the fridge so what's a couple of buzzards to do? Go to Billy Mac's, of course, where I loved John's Russian Stroganoff, some refreshing Hefeweisen beer, and some Eugene history talk with Cathy. I hadn't thought about Brother Jonathan's for a long time and find myself still lamenting the disappearance of Field's.....
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