Scenes from a mall

Last night Thom and I met up at Pentagon City, at what’s becoming one of our regular meeting places: the veritable golden triangle of shopping bounded by Best Buy, Linens N Things, and Borders. Yeah, I know Marshalls is there too, but it’s been ages since I last shopped there.

Browsing the magazine racks at Borders, I spied a cute coverboy (Andy Roddick), and the magazine turned out to be Deuce, a publication of the ATP, the organization for men’s professional tennis. Hm, perhaps I should start keeping tabs on the young bucks of tennis world. Yum.

While at Borders I picked up Newsies and About a Boy on DVD, not bad at $14.99 each. A couple of CDs I want, the Avenue Q cast recording (I feel a New York trip coming up) and Getz/Gilberto (the classic 1964 collaboration between Stan Getz and João Gilberto), weren’t on sale, so I guess I’ll just get them on Amazon at some point.

Thom and I had dinner at Chevy’s, where he continued his search for the best sour-apple martini. Chevy’s makes a sour-apple margarita, which appears to be his current front-runner. I had a mango margarita–are we a couple of fruits or what?–and for dinner the tostada salad, which was quite substantial, but to be honest I slightly prefer the barbeque chicken salad across the way at CPK. Afterwards we headed home, watched some TV, and called it a night.

And now for some inconsequential trivia: just now out of idle curiosity I looked up the word “tab” (which I used above, in the sense of keeping “a close watch”), and I also find out that the “Tab” key on typewriters and computer keyboards is in fact short for “tabulator,” i.e., for arranging data in table columns. Makes sense. Though in this digital age, of course, its perhaps equally apparent function is switching among links or input fields on a web page.