To appease all of my kitchen ceiling’s fans, presenting the final installment of the Kitchen Ceiling Chronicles:

She’s a beauty.  The kitchen has returned to normal, except that
now the gas range and stove do not light themselves.  Therefore,
we our celebratory tuna sandwiches went uncooked.  However, all
was not lost.  I discovered the new entry to our kitchen today, a
mirror nailed to a cabinet door:

This mirror reflects a style found throughout the apartment.

Today I did laundry at B. Bubbles, Inc.

While there, I snapped a picture of a man lugging far more cans down
the street than I could ever hope for, a commonplace occurence in a big
city such as this one.

Today I finished a book I had borrowed from Tucker called The Evolution of Useful Things: How everyday artifacts—from forks and pins to paper clips and zippers—came to be as they are.  I’ve finished two books so far this summer.  The first was The Crying of Lot 49
by Thomas Pynchon, which I found very captiving, despite its immensely
obscure references and themes.  One of my life goals is to finish
Pynchon’s Gravity’s Rainbow,
a most dense and unfriendly book which introduces ridiculous characters
nonstop and shoots around from the history of plastic to political
theory to differential equations to German folk songs often within one
sentence.

But for now, the next book on my list is the Olin College summer reading, Phantoms in the Brain,
by V.S. Ramachandran, M.D., Ph.D. and Sandra Blakeslee, a book
concerning cognitive syndromes and how they reveal insights into our
own mental functions.