Kick it.

The unquestionable highlight of the day was finding a $20 bill and taking it home with me.

Right behind that was having a tremendously fortifying lunch at an old-school diner that brought me a moment of great entertainment. I need to stress this diner was so old-school they mix their sodas by hand and use changeable letter boards as menu displays because of how set and standardized and unchanging they are. This is a place that moves so slowly it's barely the early 1990s in there.

The moment came when a man and a woman who couldn't have been more than 21 years old sat down next to me, and talked a bit about what they might or might not want to order. When the waitress came by, the woman asked her if they had any non-dairy ice cream. It took her a couple of tries to explain to the waitress what she was asking about, and the waitress politely explained that it wasn't something they had there.

It was a lovely reminder of exactly how old school the place was, with the entertainment coming from the modern world trying its best and still not being able to find its way in.

I should head back there sometime. Maybe in a few weeks when spring properly comes.