Apples

Rosh Hashana is "early" this year (ie, at the same time in the Jewish, lunar calendar, but earlier than it usually is on the solar, secular calendar), and I did not have time to go apple-picking. It's rather early in the season, too.

So I got apples at the supermarket last night, and it feels like cheating, somehow. I got Pink Lady apples, just for the name, and they looked nice, and some others. I tried one of the Pink Ladies this morning, and it was disappointing, far too mealy to make my top list. I prefer an apple with a lot of crunch. Flavor, too, but without the crunch, flavor isn't enough. So I suppose these will be cooking apples, and I'll use the others for apples-and-honey (which I've always found a bit of an odd combination, just because apples aren't that sweet a fruit, so there's great contrast between the fruit and the honey).
( more apple thoughts )

Not really watched

The ropes that are hanging outside my window turn out to be for a couple of men who seem to be recaulking the building, not window washers after all (and me with the window needing cleaning since about 2 days after the last washing, since a bird smashed into my window and left a mark.). There's some weird dry scraping sounds right now because of this, trowelly things scraping off the extra or something.

Advertising

I went to a drug-store-plus-we-sell-a-bit-of-everything last night. As I walked in, I noticed the two things above the front of the store, besides the name of the store:

24-hr pharmacy
1-hr photos

Without context, I could reasonably assume that these referred to the same thing (either availability of service, or duration until product is ready).
"Your prescription will be ready in 24 hours."
"Sorry, photos can only be dropped off between 3 and 4 today. Pick up and drop off is between 3 and 4 on weekdays, 4 and 5 on weekends."

There are some days I'm glad I'm a native English speaker...
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