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aham, another quiet monday night at casawex. wadini & I have been walking the dogs all over the neighborhood. It is so quiet out there considering that we are close to not only Interstate 15, but also the ‘Boulevard of Broken Dreams’ (as Dad so eloquently calls it).
The dogs love to get out and about although Schmokie has a kamikaaze walking style. Namely he walks as if he has had an armload of said drink. Twice I nearly crushed his cabeza with my adidas trainers. I had my cold hands tucked safely in my sleeves, which would have been dangerous if I had fallen. After that my hands were freezing until my blood started circul8ing.
I wanted to take a XX with me on my walk, but wadini said that if a pigdog spied me I would receive a ticket. What? A repectable tax paying citizen can’t meander on a relaxing walk with a fresh brew? What is wrong with this country. Along the way I noticed the dilapidated streets & lack of sufficient lighting and wondered at a municipality that lets its basic services go to hell, but would in a moment slap me with a ridiculous ticket. I guess they have to fill their coffers some way. I could go on and on about how sandy eggo fails its taxpayers, but I will save that for another date.