Was all ready to sit on Scott's bench and read, when I heard this dastardly sound. Standing at the front door, I opened it slightly and saw it was next door neighbor Bill Adams, chopping down some branches.
While I watched, a woman in a long black SUV, turned her head to see what he was doing.
Look, I'm just getting this off my chest and then I'll go read. Made a delicious salad for lunch, tho it was a bit liquidy, the mushrooms perhaps.
And the usual dressing, ketchup, moutard and Hellmann's Mayo, just proclaimed THE FLAVOR OF THE CENTURY, a sponsor of the Tokyo Olympics.
YOU know better than to believe me.
If you could be any animal, what would it be?
In my book WHAT I SAW AT THE ZOO - the Cleveland Zoo, that is - I was asked that question.
I chose an ant.
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I had a wonderful nap at Scott's this morning while we watched CROSSFIRE.
What happened? I asked him.
"I won't tell you," he said, "as I can play it On Demand."
Last night watched Tragic Journey on Netflix about a trek from Mexico and nearby lands to the border.
DEATH was on those trails.
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The birds, with puffed out chests, are actually staring at Bill.
And, I after slamming my door bc it would not close, am going up in MY READING ROOM, to read.
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