Then I got dressed in my marstokyo Theater of the Surrealists t shirt and khakis and headed into Dallas. My new friends Sam and Sonya opened a new Genghis Grill Mongolian restaurant on Preston Road at Forest. I love Mongolian barbeque. However, if I have an ounce of machismo in me, it is that ounce which insists that I put hot seasoned oils, cayenne peppers and special salts on my second bowl of the stuff. I nearly blasted myself to Tuesday. But boy, it was good. I must get on ebay and figure out how to find a Mongolian dollar to frame and give them. If any of my friends know the name of the Mongolian currency, then I'll even save a google search. :)
I then hit the MJ Designs, which is the silly name they now call Michael's Art Supply Store when they have filled the lobby with lots of those plastic plants like at Hobby Lobby. I got various and sundry useful hobby things. I couldn't find the hobby glue for putting stuff into scrapbooks, until I was waiting for checkout. I should have guessed. Glues and pastes of every kind were in the "impulse purchase" areas on the way to the register. I am now a devotee of glue tape.
Then I went to Half Price books and to the 75 percent off remaindered book store. I got an incredible number of really cool books for essentially nothing. I love it when I have stacks and scads, but the bill is well under 20 dollars. What finds! My favorite two are two of the latter Mary Poppins volumes, though I also like the elementary school book on how to make books, with traceable cut outs. I'll read most of this treasure trove of books soon, and the bookcrossing it away. A low price tag plus rapid giveaway should help assuage my materialistic guilt. The guilty pleasure? A sci fi novel by Peter Jurasik and a co author. I must admit that I am a Babylon 5 fan, and Peter Jurasik played the coolest wiggy long haired alien in a balkan uniform on sci fi history. I love intricate scifiverses. I don't think that Buffy would be quite the same, but for B5.
I went hiking at the Trinity Trail. The "fall" flowers are coming out, new thistles, that odd cowslippy thing whose name escapes me, and a few insects. The sun hovered in the low sky, a big orange ball. Hedge apples were on the ground like bocce balls. A huge white heron stood regally in the lake. It cooled and darkened while I was there. I snapped photo after photo. then hurried home, mowed my yard in the near dark, and settled in for the night. It's September. I cannot believe it.