Maybe that’s why one of my regular howdies — man who jogs up White Street, with an altered gate indicating some kind of diagnosis — was out and about today. I hadn’t seen him in long enough to be concerned for his health…
Last night’s charmer: child’s voice, “ooh, a glowing bike!” Yes, the educator in me glowed hearing a young human attaching unexpected language to observations 🙂
Wishing the government would get its act together — I *probably* won’t be among the people laid off January, but I loathe and despise that the people getting paid to pretend to govern us won’t do their jobs… but *they* won’t get laid off in January. If you’re not in Illinois, it’s not budget cuts — they won’t make a budget at all, period, so we just don’t get any funding this year.
I also rode by a mattress put out for disposal with “BED BUGS!” marked on it. Yes, I wished they would infest government officials’ sleeping quarters.