Day 1 in Green Bay - the morning

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On my morning walk, I passed five Garage Sale signs. Yep, definitely in suburbia. In fact, there's a "Suburban Drive" in the neighborhood...no kidding, Sherlock.

The local bus magnate is named Lamers. He's old enough to not have been teased about it as a kid, I suppose, but the schoolbuses all have "LAMERS" on the side. Poor bus kids.

My parents' parish is Our Lady of Lourdes...OLOLChurch can haz mass?

We stopped off at the local library, and I checked for Mark Crilley. None of his recent series were in their system, but they have all the Akiko YA novels, so that's good. (Happy Birthday to Mark, although he doesn't do LJ.)

I managed to find stuff at both of the rummage sales we stopped at. At the first I found an old read-along Transformers book: Jaws of Terror. All the art is based on the toys rather than the cartoon, despite having a 1986 copyright. The titular Jaws are stopped when HUNDREDS OF DINOBOTS burst out of a tar pit. o_O Okay, war's over now. The other book I got was the horribly wrong-looking What's "Drunk," Mama? It's an Al-Anon Family Groups publication from 1977, and boy does it look like it's from then.

At the second sale all I got was a shot glass from the 1988 Democratic National Convention. Because if there's anything that goes with the Dukakis run it's drinking to forget. ;)