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Tonight, I stopped by Waterloo Records on a lark, and, boy howdy, did I score. A sign on the door announced they were having a 20-percent-off-just-about-everything sale, so I resolved to be especially thorough as I scoured the used vinyl, but I only flipped through three or four LPs before I saw June 1, 1974 by Kevin Ayers, John Cale, Brian Eno, and Nico. I've wanted this record for years, but its out of print and occasionally available in a ridiculously expensive import, so, when I saw Waterloo was asking $3.99, I was like "WORRRRRRD!" Yeah. The LP itself is in fantastic shape, but the jacket's becoming unglued along the bottom seam. I can fix this with a little Elmer's but the jacket is generally flimsy. Its a Greek import, so maybe the Greeks don't like heavy cardboard LP covers like us Americans.

Afterwards, I headed down to Sun Harvest to get some cheap bulk herbs. As I was picking up produce, there was a hottie in a Greta Garbo T-Shirt picking up pre-rinsed spinach and whatnot. In class, Prof. Staiger suggested grocery stores are a good place to pick up women, so I was like, "Dude, maybe you should like talk to her or something." Unfortunately, I'm severely mack-impaired, so I spent a long time trying to think of stuff to say, like, "Um, yeah, like do you like Garbo?" then try to impress her with my not-quite-vast knowledge of depression-era Hollywood. She was buying a lot of prepared food like bottled pasta sauce and those bagged salad mixes, so I figured it wasn't worth the effort.