Cherrylog Road

I’m at the Monterey Fish Market today, buying shrimp, decked out in my Esoteric Order of Dagon hoodie — nice big graphic on the back, restrained “EOD, Innsmouth Chapter” on the front. 
While the fish guy’s bagging my shrimp, he asks, What’s EOD?
It’s a HP Lovecraft thing, I tell him. 
So we talk about HP for a bit, he rings me up, and the total is $6.66.
He points to the scale and raises one eyebrow.
Hey, plate of shrinp, I say.
Yep, he says.  We conclude the transaction and I’m out of there, grinning like a fool.