you know it will happen

Did you know the back seat in the van I currently drive fully reclines so I don't have to heft the seat out by myself when I want to take my bike to the shop? It fully reclines, Bicycle has a nice cushioned ride to the shop, and I am much less worse for wear.

I like this.

I also like my local bike shop. I've been going there for years. Once while waiting for the Owner to retrieve Bicycle from the back room, I scratched behind the ears of one of the siberian huskies that roams the shop at will. It had been raining. Which means that when Owner came back out to talk to me I stood up with fur hands. Fur hands are awkward and mildly embarrassing. "Is there some place where I can wash my hands?"

Today I took Bicycle in for his graduation treat total tune-up. As Owner looked at dillapidating Bicycle I noticed a glossy, brown and black cat brushing against my leg.

"You have a cat now?!?"
"Yeah, my wife and I moved out to a place with more land so we're keeping the foster dogs out there. But there are so many dogs we have to take the cat somewhere else. She's really friendly."

True: the cat is friendly and pretty. And my bicycle specialist rescues husky dogs.

So there is now a cat roaming my favorite bike shop. You can't help but smile when people are living as they please. 

there's a dead goose on the landing

my roommates throw big parties. they're rather creative big parties, i have to respect that. through the course of their shenanigans i learn new things about myself. in the spring i learned i love llamas. a lot. i want one. this halloween i've developed a fondness for having taxidermied animals around the house. what this says about me, i don't know.

turn, turn, turn

Among the many things that I have been working on these past few weeks I have developed the talent for not spilling a mug of tea in a moving vehicle. This is very important to me.

I have suddenly become very attached to animals.
We had llamas at my house a couple of weeks ago and as soon as I saw them sitting in their trailer in my drive way I knew I was in love. I want llamas.
Tonight I bought 30 little gold fish for my good friend's wedding reception. There was a fat ugly grey one that seemed to have a mustache so I named it Hercule Poirot. And it was my favorite.

Sometimes I hardly know myself.