Tate Modern

Hey Neighbor,

Today I got up early--just in time to catch the 1:15 tube to the southbank of the Thames, and the Tate Museum of Modern Art. That sure was a neat place, and I saw a few paintings that I recognized from my days as suave international art thief. Weather was nice as well; overcast but a nice breezy temperature. i think that when God decided to create January, he started in the midwest, but by the time he hit the east coast, he got bored and left to make a sandwhich, then instead of finishing the job, he watched reruns of Chips (or cHiPS).

I also decided that I really need to get out more and see the sights, even just in London. Saturday's are good for doing that, so next Saturday, I might patronize the Natural History Museum or an Art Gallery or a McDonald's--on that last one, I'll just make sure to find an out-of-the-way one.

Pizza and Tomato Basil soup for dinner, as well as a bowl of sugared Soylent Green for dessert. That stuff sure is good, but they don't put the ingredients on the back. Oh well!

Until later...