Friday, July 18, 2008

No vending machines in heaven?


Angel and priest
Image copyright Erik Markov 2008

On Sunday, the morning after shooting the Nascar race, stopped for breakfast in Shorewood, IL at Crispy Waffle. Good food. Like the name, simple, tells you exactly what the deal is.
Leaving the restaurant, I looked at the little row of vending machines they had lined up. Gobstoppers, various other types of candy and toys. Of the five or six machines that were there, this was the only one not working.

Sometimes the signs are obvious I guess, like a burning bush. Other times they're more subtle.


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