I like the textures in this picture from my bike lane this morning. Mysteries wrapped in an enigma wrapped in a snack food product left for the mockingbirds and cactus wrens for breakfast. But I shall write no more of snack food products after this. Limom got me interested enough in shrimp chips a while back to run a couple of searches on Amazon. Now Amazon's target marketing engine believes me to be some sort of snack food maniac, because it won't stop sending me emails for fried things in bags in a variety beyond imagining. It seems like I have about 18 emails from them that all begin "As someone who has shown an interest in chips or dips," and now I rue the day. Rue the day. Don't want to stop all emails from them; sometimes they do send me interesting stuff. But I am not interested in "Corazonas" or "Nong Shim Shrimp Crackers" or "Marco Polo Shrimp Chips Snack-Original." For the love of vegetables make it stop. Get up. Go ride.