Looks like they had nice weather for their little gathering. Are they sleeping over, or was it just a one-day affair? Hope they're all behaving themselves.
A city becomes a "real city" when it no longer frets about being a "real city."
Civilization is truly on the brink of crumbling when we're fretting over the friggin' eco-footprint of books.
Egads. Horrors.
Last I looked, no one's frettin about gravity or that other science thingy you mentioned.
It isn't so much "believers" and "nonbelievers." It's "fretters" and "nonfretters." As they say, chill-ax a bit.
Re: “House-Made Potato Chip Crunch Match”
Maybe I'm on the wrong side of the tracks, but every restaurant chip I've ever sampled has been too soggy, too bland or too burnt. Lay's are good enough for me. Better yet, I'd also like to see Charles Chips again.