(Thems pretty whachacallems up there mean winter vacation, with the first character meaning winter and the remaining meaning vacation.
Today I didn't get out of bed till 2:30, and after a shower went shopping for bread for lunch. Two things of note happened:
WON: Jason found for sale in a pretty bottle with a label of authenticity a brandy-colored altar wine from Spain and subsequently bought it.
TO: As he was leaving the mall with his purchases, the no-spreche-ze-English owner of a bar he went to on the 29th called out to him, Sensei! Sensei! and treated him to a sushi-and-wine lunch.
Just to recap:
- Got up at 2:30.
- Decided on PBJ for lunch.
- Went to the mall.
- Found holy wine.
- Was bought raw fish and alcohol by an old lady whose bar I sometimes go to and can't, strictly speaking, communicate that well with.
Happy new year, God. That's proof enough for me. (But she did put on a bloodred coat as she got up to leave...)