The Things They Carried

Wonderful. Excellent.

I'm going to sleep or something like it.



P.S. There is a skunk living under our porch. It's official. I was sitting on our porch with a cig and a cup of green tea and watched it pop its head out and dig around in our bushes for its own sustenance.

I hope it hasn't sprayed my bike.




P.P.S. The guy who's mean to his dog across the street passed by and said a jovial "morning". I thought it funny that he didn't have to say the "good" but I got the message.