irony: taking a course focused on the american civlization's conception of utopia and another course on russian history at the same time.

Synchronicity has always been my cue to perk up and pay attention. My friend Gail always was obsessed with things happening in 3's. So here's the latest joke the universe has played on me.

I'm on my way to buy stuff for the shop at the end of the year, because the shop has an unending hunger for paper towels, pens, shelving, and stuff like that. Tango says: get us some new silverware, this stuff is nasty. So I grab a set of 12 of each kind of silverware, and grab 4 of each to replace the nasty silverware at home. An hour later, I get home and check my mail. I look in my mailbox, and no mail- but there is a knife there. A common average restaurant issue table knife, just like I've the four I have in my hand.

Wierdness.

Easily explainable by the fact that across the street is an Irish Pub, containing both silverware and drunk people- but wierd nevertheless.

School starts Monday. One semester and I'm done. Got some accounting to do for the end of the year, and another sale is creeping up. Been reading voraciously, enjoying the calm season at the shop. Really, really need to clean my house and my desk.