Hell yes.

Day trip to Lake Lanier by the Buford Dam, which you'll remember from last year. We swam (briefly) in the lake before dinner at Ceviche.

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Earlier in the day we brunched at Manuel's Tavern, which was eh. The food was generous and well-prepared but our waitress was incapable of human connection. And our fellow patrons were loud, as if to say, Hey! it's a bar! We're allowed to be loud! even though it was Sunday morning at 11:00 AM and the place was almost entirely empty.


We went to a proper cafe afterward because Manuel's doesn't have espresso. Or iced coffee. What they do have is hot coffee, which our zombie - I mean our "waitress" - said she could pour over ice. Lame.

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Listening to Guero by Beck a lot recently. The song Hell Yes is rocking my world and is a new anthem of sorts. Or as Beck himself says, my beat is correct.