slowcooked

I used to really love taking long exposure night shots of buildings and signs and what not. Hard to do it for Blip because I dislike back-Blipping and/or am usually in for the night when things like this look their greatest.

Had a nice layover at Kathryn and Michael's for some fresh-from-the-oven, and near-orgasmic, chocolate brownie fudgie cookies; then off to the library for a bit more productivity (fine day in that department, the work/school productivity not the fudgie cookie-eating, though I would be okay with that as well). And we found an even better sign on the drive home from this shot, so stay tuned ("The Original Mexican Food").

On an unrelated note (and in regards to yesterday's Blip), pilfered a bit from the herb-garden-in-the-sky for a fantastically doctored frozen Central Market mozzarella pizza. We are a little nervous, though, because the crazy 1:00AM-vacuuming-in-clomping-high-heels upstairs neighbor lady-with-howling-dogs just filled her obnoxiously large (larger than ours) hanging basket full of flowers today (in order to spite, we're convinced). This is a problem because she over-waters like a mother____er. Our burgeoning herbage is soon to be pelted from above by a downpour--we will need to go talk with her soon and let her heavy-handed watering get toned down a notch.

Haven't looked in extra-crispy, but I am just going to assume it looks smells tastes better.