Life is Art

This evening I found out that our local take-and-bake pizza place - a place that's been around forever as far as I can tell - is not long for this world. The entire set of buildings on one city block in Aberdeen have been sold and the businesses left to their own devices. My half-assed guess is they were probably paying a very low rent and now that they're forced to go seek leases in the real market, they can't survive and decide to fold tent.

With a lot of whinging I might add, which is what I've been subjected to the few times I've gone in to purchase goods from the shops in the doomed locale. For instance today I'm told I can't get sourdough crust for my pizza. I say, "Oh, you're out?" innocently enough and the proprietor looks at me like I'm, yes, fucktarded, and tells me they're discontinuing items because they won't be around for more than a couple weeks. "It's been all over the papers," he kind of scoffs, clearly disbelieving that I would be so misinformed about matters of such global importance. Now, I love the pizza at this place - it's fresh, tasty, completely unlike Papa Murphy's or any of that franchise crap, inexpensive, and familiar. But the business owner giving me shit right now? He looks like an older, stringier, scarier version of the really bad guy in Fargo (we're talking doppleganger, here). He's also Russian ("or somethin weird"), tends to the surly side, and sometimes wears snug jeans that display his genitalia with too much precision for my taste (right above the counter at eye level since he's on the tall side). So, um... yeah, it's kind of hard to buy pizza from him. Even when he's not treating me like an ass.

When I get home I tried to look the story up on The Daily World for the scoop on the business closures - but as I couldn't find it after five minutes of searching, I gave up.

I'm sad I won't get to have that sourdough crust ever again.

OT - one of the sweetest things about this story is not only the sweetness of this British lad but his teeth as well.

And dear God. If you recognize this, you know what I mean:

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