Went into Pop's Pizza tonight. Another customer walked in and said one word to the staff: "slice." That's the way it
ought to be, I thought. The word I most object to in a pizza order is "cheese" (except when preceded by 'extra'). If it didn't have cheese it
wouldn't be pizza. If all it has is cheese and sauce, it's not necessary to call it a cheese slice, it's just a slice. That was the one flaw
at Bella Napoli in Ann Arbor, when I asked for a slice they would say "cheese slice?" Ah well. I was slightly disappointed to note that the
standard price for a slice is now $2.00, but so it is for a subway ride, so I guess I'll have to accept it. Maybe they should start making $2
bills again.

Lately the news, about the world, the country and this city, seems to be so negative that although I don't mind reading
it, I don't much like talking about it anymore. I'd rather just put my head down and keep going, hoping it doesn't affect me too much. I'm
speaking mostly of financial news, things like bad job markets and increasing costs of living and such. It all sucks a whole lot, but then
again, things have been (and/or seemed) worse before, and a lot of people still managed to keep Cruising.