Be Not Afraid of GR8NES

Tonight I saw a small sedan with vanity plates that said GR8NES. It took me a few moments to step through the phonetics before I realised what a masterpiece of irony I was dealing with. I pursued it hotly for a while but it was going too fast for me, and eventually I lost it when I reprioritised and turned off at the bottle shop. Oh well, we don't all achieve GR8NES. Most of us just have it thrust upon us and have to be satisfied with blogging about it instead. 

Small and Humble

I just met a tiny child named Shakira. This is fantastic. I had heard they were out there, but I had never seen one until now.

Farm Fresh

There are lots of reasons not to buy vegetables at a Reservoir supermarket. Here's the main one:
"Um, what's this?"
"A beetroot."
"What's this?"
"A sweet potato."
"What's this?"

Yes, this is the cashier.