I might have seen a corpse today. Laying at the bus stop at the corner of Cherry and College there was a very pale and decidedly unconscious man completely prostrate and contorted in a not-just-sleeping sort of way. The body was gone when we drove by three hours later, so either someone called the police and they came and got the body or his bus came.
In other news, I wore flip-flops for the first time today, and as joyous as that made me, there are now three separate blisters on my poor, sensitive, winter-sock-softened feet, which are presently covered by two sesame street band-aids that Danny happened to have in her glove box.
And because we save the best and most important things for the grand finale: Happy Birthday to Zach, Viking Surfer King of California.
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