• Had a good, inexpensive, enormous sandwich from Troia’s Market, up the hill on Del Monte Ave. from the convention center.
  • Monterey must be penny-crushing machine capital of the frikkin’ Western Hemisphere. Just sayin’.
  • Why would the Tarot/wicca (I almost wrote “wiki”) shop across the street from the Marriott have a sign saying “call ahead for an appointment?” Shouldn’t the proprietor have read it in the cards that I would be there at that time? Maybe she knew that I wouldn’t have bought anything.

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