Before the very fine grilled pork tenderloin dinner, and before the giggle-inducing screening of Mamma Mia!, there were the errands, more errands than I've run in this town for years. One of the errands took me to the video store, where it seemed like cruel mockery to photograph the mysterious clamp on the building's exterior (holding it together?), but where this particular hot mess felt like totally fair game.

Nearly two hours of driving the car all over town for envelopes and postage and DVDs and cooking supplies made me glad that I don't do much stop-and-go in my irregularly scheduled life.