Twisty Little Suburbs

Today after work I went a little ways out of my way to go to Wegman's, as their selection of specialty grocery items is fairly impressive, if sometimes bafflingly organized. The closest store is near my old workplace, and on the drive there I was reminded of one of my favorite street names ever: "Random Hills Road".

Just an unimpressive little thoroughfare (at least at the location I'm familiar with), lined with modest commercial highrises and condominium housing. The terrain, sad to say, does seem to remain the same from visit to visit.

Anyway, I can now count pickled herring alongside panchromatic 35mm film as "stuff I have way more of than I need in my refrigerator".