|The Red Candles|
After Pier One, I stopped by the Gay Giant in Camp Hill, because it was nearby. It's called the Gay Giant because it's a straight shot across the Harvey Taylor Bridge from the gayborhoods of downtown Harrisburg. Being the only supermarket within 3 miles, the clientele is, at times, very gay, very lesbian, and very... well everything.
And, of course, yesterday being a nice day, the back door was open quite a bit, which meant that the dogs were running in and out all day and having a blast. Last evening I found Big Seig sleeping on the futon with his moose.
Ain't that the life?