There's something about grilling and gobbling cornonthecob that just makes for a pleasant evening w/
lariss and son. Then watching 15 or so dogs having fun off-the-leash in the dog park gives one the idea that if they can do it, we primo primates ought to figure out a way to get off our leashes and work things out, too. Maybe the prob is the 6 or 7 (or however many) billion of us won't fit w/in the chain link fence. Or not enough frisbees and tennis balls.