The photo on the left is facing North, toward a sky the color of a Chinese egg1. It’s so dark, the camera switched to night mode. The photo on the right is facing South, toward a pleasant sky.
Both photos were taken at 8:44 AM this morning, two hours after dawn. Weather radar is not encouraging.
A storm rolled through in the middle of the night. At 4 am, Sparky was panting and pacing around my bed. There is some concern that he might need to take an adrenaline shit, but that’s not why I got out of bed.
Sparky looks a little rough, like he went to bed drunk and slept in his clothes. He’s fine.
Sparky found all these 2×12’s in the church parking lot. He wants me to steal the wood, and build a store that sells rotisserie chicken.
A couple of days ago, I stumbled upon the TV show, Ride or Die. I watched two episodes, and know it’s not for me.
The target audience seems to be middle-aged women who haven’t accomplished anything significant and don’t know how to do stuff, but wish they did.
My Tacoma is a doctrinaire prick. Or it’s being maliciously complaint because it harbors a grudge for some reason.
On our drive to Elyria, I wanted to switch to a different audiobook. The audiobook app on my phone responded with:
“The library function cannot be accessed while…”
I didn’t try to display the rest of that sentence because some attention should be given to driving, but it probably ended with “driving”.
I went out to Polen Implement in Elyria to get a new spindle for my John Deere lawn tractor. Sparky wanted me to know that he was really enjoying the car ride.
This afternoon, Sparky startled a rabbit that was grazing outside the safety of the dense brush. Rather than engage in a futile chase, Sparky decided to shit where it eats.
Sparky says that amongst beagles and other woodland animals, that is a humiliating insult.
Sparky doesn’t need to catch a rabbit, he just likes being in the game.
Some times he is happy to lay around while I drink my coffee.
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