Must've been an overpriced day at the punctuation market

Scanning some almost-junk mail this morning, I found that I'm invited to "an alcohol-free evening of fun, dancing hors d'oevres and a silent auction."
I just wouldn't feel right eating them, even if I could catch one...

Aquarius quest, etc

The weather was beautiful yesterday, and I utterly failed to get in a bike ride. I attempted to make up for it by walking to the soup lesson (a success :-), then on to Davis Square afterward.

The goal: to acquire Aquarius, finally. I'd asked for it to be ordered, and last time I'd checked in, it hadn't arrived. I walked up the stairs to find... no copies of Aquarius, yet again. I ask the guy behind the counter, and he said it had been ordered, and would've already arrived. He'll order it again. Um, how could it have sold out so quickly? Apparently, this is not a game the owners think will sell, so they only order one or two at a time. Excuse me? Maybe you could go out on a limb and order three or four, when you know you've already got a certain sale with someone's request? I was nice and polite, but didn't buy the other game I'd thought about getting; I'd already decided it was based on getting Aquarius. I'd prefer to support the cool gaming game store, but it's a bit annoying that I've been there three times in the last month looking for a game they ostensibly carry, and still don't have a copy.

So I consoled myself by going around the corner to MacIntyre & Moore, where I succumbed and got four books (but they were all discounted! Look! Bargains!).

( other stuff )

Purim!

The quest for scallion pancakes goes on: I stopped at Ruth's Kitchen on my way home, to get food for after the fast (deciding to be lazy, in other words), and found that they do not carry scallion pancakes, though they will make them up for a large enough special order in advance. No time to stop anywhere else, so I shall have to wait a bit longer. OTOH, I did get some yummy food I had to remember not to start eating immediately. (At least I wasn't working in a food store today; I commiserated with the guy behind the counter.)
(On the shorter fast days, I find it hard sometimes to remember not to eat. I sit at my desk and think "I'm hungry, what shall I eat?" and it's always interesting to see how long it takes my brain to kick in, reminding myself I'm choosing not to eat this day, choosing to observe this fast.)

Just time enough when I was home to start bread dough (half rye, and the end of the flaxseed meal), and grab the things I wanted to bring to shul: a pocket Ketuvim (Writings, which is where the Book of Esther is in the Torah), and the gragger (noisemaker) I'd made years ago at the Worcester JCC, and still going strong at almost 3 decades old.
( to Hillel, to Hillel )