I found a picture of that bus stop. Sorry I couldn't get one with the Christmas lights. [aside: seriously, this took me half the afternoon and I don't know how to make the "bus stop" more pronounced. Give me time and I will be the Photoshop whiz.]

When we were at Bob's Red Mill yesterday Bob (mine, not the one with the Red Mill) picked up some pornographically named treats called: Betty Lou's Chocolate Covered Golden Smackers. Insert your own joke here.

This morning he ate his. He said, "This is like a really good power bar. You can try some."

I took a bite and said, "This is like a really good Reese's Peanut Butter Cup."

"Yeah," Bob said, "But those are already good."