Gee thanks ! It rained all day so I made me a peyote omelet and then changed the oil in both bikes. The oil spoke to me in Cossack allegorical Clorox fish. Then the bubble wrap tasted like fire weenie hard drive ascension. Mmmmmm.
On the ground now, having coffee and pumpkin spice cake and rubbing my girl dog Scuffy's belly. The simple life is better. Mmmmm. Good to be 56
