Ok, so it took me a minute and I should have read your earlier post first.

Hope you’re having a nice time. I’m going to go refinish the basement in Peeps.

And I vote for a new cord too. Pictures! I WANT PICTURES!

I have to giggle a little at establishments that are inordinately proud about the material with which their building was built. I don’t mean to suggest that the curly redwoodiness isn’t nice and all, probably it is. But just when they’re so very proud as like, THE MAIN EVENT, you know? Not as much what products or services they offer, or what activities might take place within the building. It’s what the walls are made of, see, now THAT’S the deal! Other than perhaps something that’s super “eco-friendly,” the idea of someone getting that worked up about logs seems better suited to a long ago era. Like, I’d half expect someone in a bonnet and hoop skirt to amble by any second.

It also almost makes me want to build something out of another non-traditional material. Like . . . Marshmallow Peeps. And then shriek, “Hey, Everyone! This (whatever) is made entirely out of Marshmallow Peeps! Come on DOWN!” And, then some people would come on down. Eventually they’d say, “But what do you DO in here?” I’d just shrug and say, “Oh . . . I dunno. Whatever.”

Come to think of it, that probably already happened as an art installation someplace.

Those trees, they are big. Those feet, they sound bad (note the decided lack of questioning there). That Rav4, it does sound so sporty.

OK, I think I should stop typing now. Happy Travels!

My question is: Are you supposed to tip the gas attendants in OR? I don’t know the protocol, although when I tipped the guy yesterday he didn’t looked surprised or anything.