Ahhh.
I'm sitting on a couch* on my front lawn, with my laptop, working. Wifi reception is perfect out here. The sun's just gone down and there's a light breeze; the temperature is finally comfortable, the neighborhood shadowy but the sky still light. I've got a beer in my hand and a tuna sammich, with cheese, tomato, and chard picked fresh from the garden, in my belly.
Even though I'm flat broke and I can't weave a motorcycle, liff is goog. And I got plans to remedy both those things. That sounds all ambitious, but what it really means is "sell some shoes." Even so. Happy sigh.
*that mrbowers and I forgot to put back on the porch after moving it out of our way on Move Day
Even though I'm flat broke and I can't weave a motorcycle, liff is goog. And I got plans to remedy both those things. That sounds all ambitious, but what it really means is "sell some shoes." Even so. Happy sigh.
*that mrbowers and I forgot to put back on the porch after moving it out of our way on Move Day