"Ah, fair sir, it were woundily hard to tell, they are so many and do so lap the one upon the other, and being made all in the same image and tincted with the same color, one may not know the one league from its fellow, nor how to count them except they be taken apart, and ye wit well it were God's work to do that, being not within man's capacity; for ye will note-"
Okay, in the Connecticut Yankee in King Arthur's Court, the Demoiselle Alisande la Carteloise is talking about the distance to her home, but the description fits the way I've been eating here. Just try and pick out one meal, from the steady stream of food. Last night we were out (eating) and Sarah's friend asked what we'd seen in Boston. As I talked, I realized I was just naming restaurants.
In a little while we're going to see Avatar. I'm worried because as far as I can tell from the previews and reviews, after they paid for special effects, they didn't have any money left over for a plot, and I fell asleep in Fantasia. On the other hand, the seats are so much more comfortable than they were forty years ago when I was dozing away at the Fireweed, I might get some rest.