In one week, I sawAfrican tortoises doing the horizontal mambo in a backyard in Orinda,
carried a picket sign for the first time in memory,
discussed knitting methods with Little C,
crawled underneath the 580/ 680 connector ramp twice with my bike taking the shortcut home,
and had ice cream 3 times for no good reason at all.
Life is crazy and takes turns that no one, much less me, can comprehend.
Them damn Warriors got heart right now, though.
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Yay Warriors!
Yay ice cream!
I've always wanted to picket the picketers. And I need to start picketing ice cream.
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