On Sunday's I generally try to do a giant bike ride. I cycle every single day year round, and I almost always add miles just for fun but Sunday is my day to pile them on. I do this because its a free day with nothing to do (usually) and also because I am usually at that point so full of poisons of the horrible foods I've eaten since Friday night and a giant barrel of booze that I have consumed. And I hope/think I can somehow burn it off.
So I did just under 20 miles on Sunday and without planning found myself in Raffe's hood. I had planned to return since my Record Store Day visit because I liked the store so much. But also, because they had a couple Paul Desmond records I wanted. In fact, there were three available on Record Store Day and I was forced to walk away with only one. So I knew I'd be back to reclaim that which should be mine!
After an extended dig, I also decided on another Ray Price album. I was intent on getting some Roger Miller besides the simple compilation I already own. There were 3-4 albums to choose from surprisingly but all contained 2-3 tracks from the comp which diminished their potency. I probably should have grabbed one...maybe its something about this place that keeps dragging me back. Though passing on a record and then wanting it is the headline in every record collectors biography.