I’m off Monday and Tuesday now, and that means I’m coming to the end of another weekend. I’ve been meditating on life, which a classy way of saying I’ve not done anything special on my days off. I went to yoga, went to the pool, rode my bike, worked on my resume, rented a couple of movies, cleaned out my closet, and procrastinated on some other stuff.
My neighbor just parked his slate gray Mustang. He immediately set to work cleaning off the front end, spraying it with what I suppose is some bug-off product. All that work for something that always depreciates in value. As for me, I’ve got a couple new bumper stickers I’d like to vandalize my ubiquitous red Plymouth with.