While walking this evening, I found a park nearby that has horseshoe pits. Not just one or two, but twelve horseshoe pits. Who knew that there was such need in the suburbs for horseshoe pits? Besides a plethora of horseshoe pits, my little suburb has plenty of churches. All varieties are available and are conveniently located on every other block or so.
As I was passing by some church a service was getting ready to start. It was like a cartoon with the same background repeating over and over (like when Coyote is chasing Road Runner) with SUV's pulling into the church lot, four people getting out and then the BEEP BEEP of car alarms being set (as opposed to the MEEP MEEP of Road Runner). I wondered how good this church was that people felt their car would be stolen in the parking lot. On the other hand, I was walking by in a hoodie and perhaps I've finally developed that aura of troublemaking that I've been working on for almost 30 years. Meep meep.
An Erinku:
frozen fingers
slowly type
ears are
thawing
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