Mark (mhaithaca) wrote,
Mark
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Damn vagrants in the neighborhood...

Picasso and I woke up a few minutes before my alarm clock was to go off at 10, to an odd tapping sound that must've been the heat or something. (I turned on the heat for the first time last night, knowing there was a potential of a low in the 40s, and I know it kicked in once or twice.)

I pulled on some jeans and a fleece, and we went outside for a walk. No sooner did we round the corner than I spotted a familiar-looking blue truck on the shoulder of the side street. Blinked a couple of times, decided that yes, those were shiny new Rhode Island plates, and yes, that was guinness_duck sitting in the driver's seat.

He'd just headed over here, having abandoned the House of Chaos, and had pulled onto the side street to flip open the laptop and confirm my address. He was pretty sure the house looked right, but wanted to make certain before pulling into the driveway.

So he joined 'Casso and me for the rest of our walk. We just had steak sandwiches for lunch (mm, horseradish) from Wednesday's leftovers, and I'll be getting ready to head to the wedding soon.
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