It made my day when you forwarded me this from your local hamlet's community board:
A really beautiful woodpecker just now met his end on one of our
windows. Wondering if anyone has a good use for his plumage. Let me
know; I'll be in Boulder tomorrow for a drop off if so.
I don't know you but you are straight up crazy in delightful ways. How does your mind work anyway?
90 degrees in late September is ridiculous. I have sweaters I want to wear here.
Without your disapproving looks the school room that is now sort of my "office" is getting out of control. You need to go in there and glare and maybe I'll clear off a few spaces.
How many packages sent to your missionary son are too many? I'm asking for a friend.