6.30.2007
6.27.2007
photo flashback
a woman's workshop
6.26.2007
confessions
6.25.2007
6.22.2007
seven years
A lot changes in a town in seven years. As I drove into Columbia tonight, (probably for the last time in a long time, as my parents are moving in less than a month) I felt that I was in unfamiliar territory. The road I drove on didn't exist seven years ago. Nor a handful of the restaurants, apartments and big box stores that line the road. Passing the Super Wal-Mart that opened its doors a couple months ago, I asked myself how a town of about 96,000 can support three Super Wal-Marts. Well, the heir to the Walton fortunate does live in Columbia. One of the old, ordinary Wal-Marts sits vacant. An empty grocery stores sits about a city block away. Next to the first Super Wal-Mart in town is the former home of MegaMart, also vacant. I hate seeing these big, empty spaces go unused while brand new ones pop up. I wish our country put as much emphasis on recycling buildings as newspaper, plastic, glass and aluminum.
6.20.2007
a different venice
It's called the Venice Cafe. Happy meal toys are nailed into the walls. The bathrooms are full of mosaic, and they put naked Barbies in cages. Despite the quirks, the place is a little magical. The plantains and dumplings with honey are hot to bite into and full of flavor. The "Margorita," made by a bartender named Margo, is also quite nice. When one young bartender attempted to make the drink, she grabbed it out of his hand with a, "You put too much Triple Sec in that," and made a new one. It's not like the Venice that most of us know, but it certainly is a visual experience.
color matching
6.13.2007
6.06.2007
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