flea market

this past weekend, we took in a cultural phenomena,
the mile high flea market.

a fantastical assortment of sights, sounds, multicultural exchange, and over production of petrochemical products. overall, this bizzare was a good time. if we are ever compelled to rake in some well past-prime produce, damaged goods recovered from along the supply chain, or a neon pink ten-gallon hat for 3bucks--we'll head back. until then, it will anchor our memories as an interesting deluge on a saturday in march 2008.

pluming clouds of the nice spice

now, that is some hot sauce!

politically incorrect

this is just a fantastic picture that covered a box of taffy from tennessee a colleague received this week.

i especially enjoy the cop in the lower left who seems to be peeking in on the whole scene.