Yet today I think I’ll just let my pics do my rhapsodizing and, if it be the case, criticizing. It goes without saying that laziness plays a role. More relevantly, though, I have two bottles of mead that I bought on Salem’s Essex St. pedestrian mall that I need to get to and I also want to catch The Walking Dead tonight, which, admittedly would be much more exciting plans had I not had to capitalize and italicize that latter phrase.
|Actually, this pic is from a previous visit, but it sums up|
Salem better than any other pic we've ever taken, I think.
|Mine minus me.|
|Pamplemousse, where we bought the mead...|
|...and some pumpkin spice soda.|
|Bought this from some highschoolers raising funds for their athletic|
department. Like I'm going to pass up the chance to own a box of
Salem High branded breakfast cereal.
|In a store window. You build her yourself. You have a better punch line than I, so I'm not going to try.|
|And, of course, Mr. Hawthorne is still there.|
Hasn't donned a conical hat yet, though.