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February 2017



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if hungry is what's eating you, i'll sell you peace of mind.

So I live in a very tiny town. (It is in Massachusetts, and does not even have a Dunkin Donuts. I rest my case.) scott_lynch and I just walked over to the tiny but TARDIS-like co-op to get some lunch, and while we were paying for a sammich and some spicy tomato wild rice soup, [Redacted,] one of the women who works there, asked me if my housemate [Redacted] happened to be at home.

My housemate [Redacted] happens to be on the town advisory board.

Anyway, [Redacted] at the co-op wanted me to ask my housemate [Redacted] if my housemate [Redacted] was in charge of the candy list (The town subsidizes Halloween candy for people who live on the Common, because we get literally thousands of trick or treaters), because [Redacted] and [Redacted] at the green house across the Common would like to be put on it this year.
I told her I didn't think so, and that I thought it was [Redacted], but my mom now tells me that [Redacted] resigned due to having had enough of shenanigans.
They ([Redacted] and [Redacted] at the green house) are in North Carolina right now, so they asked [Redacted] at the co-op to check. [Redacted] at the co-op asks my housemate [Redacted] call her at the co-op and let her know how best to proceed.

So I sent an email to my housemate [Redacted].

Typical village game of telephone. *g*


Heh. Down here in the wilds of Texas, Dunkin' Donuts is a relatively rare find. We just got one within reasonable driving distance of us (which is to say, in a direction that we actually go on a regular basis) and are having to be careful not to break the budget on chocolate Munchkins. But we've also done Anime Boston a few times, and I remember being quite becroggled at the frequency of DD up there. We stay out in the boonies and commute to the con by train, and the DD we pass on the way to the station has to has a cop directing traffic. On Sunday.
Sunday is the busy day. Dozen doughnuts for breakfast.

Full disclaimer: in college I worked the night shift at a now defunct Dunkin competitor. I may have lingering doughnut trauma.

And donuts...

for the church's coffee meeting after service.

It's not Sunday if there aren't donut holes in the meeting hall!