This Is An Emergency

Days off are great.

It's surprisingly warm outside. Here's the view from the Milk Street Mansion porch. A stray black dog just passed through our backyard. I was too lazy to go get a picture.

I spent like 30 minutes reading Wikipedia articles on SportsCenter anchors. It was interesting enough. Nothing worth mentioning though.

I did do some productive things. My room looks slightly less disaster like. I also made tentative plans to actually physically be in church this Sabbath asopposed to my usual internet visitation. Not much more though. It's nice to be chill not need to worry to much about things.

Peace Out

Return to life as usual.

Milk Street Zoo

Yeah I was trying to fulfill some sort of household duty by retrieving our empty trash cans from the middle of the road. But as I stepped out, I was greeted by the barks of some disturbed dog. I looked around to locate, but was unable to determine if I was in serious danger of a rabid mutt. Just as I gave up on worrying if my death was imminent, a fine looking golden retriever just walked up the street like he owned it. Then he was politicking with the stray cat across the street. Another stray moved up the block. Then the barks of the first one set off another one that sounded like it wasn't even coming from our block.

So that's it. I live in a zoo.