It's two in the afternoon on a Tuesday.  The sky is perfectly clear, the sun is bright and I'm parked in an empty lot facing a Blockbuster Video and Quizno's Sub.  I'm thirsty, so I walk into the Quizno's and buy a small beverage cup and fill it with lemonade at the soda fountain.  I hear Don Henley's song "The End of the Innocence" piped into the store at low volume.  It sounds tinny, but surprisingly good.  I loiter near the entrance for a little while and admire the large format prints of sandwiches and wet, fresh-looking produce hanging on the walls.  I wish I could make pictures that sumptuous and bold.  I start to get lost in the details of the photos before I realize that I am getting cold.  As I leave, I notice one of the Sandwich Artists is wearing long sleeves. She must be cold too.  I walk back to the car and sit in the drivers seat, scanning the radio dial for a good song.  The classic rock station is in the middle of an Eagles "Rock-Block."  They are playing "The Last Resort," the closing number on Hotel California, I think.  1976.  I haven't heard it in a while.  It sounds great.
           

"Who will provide the grand design, what is yours and what is mine?
'Cause there is no more new frontier, we have got to make it here"....