Saturday, August 29, 2009

Otis, Otis, Otis

I'm in no condition to write anything. So this is just babble. I miss my dogs. I love my kids. I don't know if I'm the boxer or the bag. But, life couldn't be better. I don't understand how Aquaman can 'breathe' under water and on land. It should be one or the other. I would like to hold my little hand, how we will run. The baseball season is shorter than the football season but no one should play hockey in June. Is the NBA still around? There are many tomatoes in the garden to be picked. The sunflowers have bloomed. Cucumbers aren't quite right. And no one likes zucchini. (That wasn't capitalized - are you paying attention?) Tomorrow I'm going to do many things. Tomorrow I'm going to grow. Tomorrow I'm going to spend the day in the garden.

Tonight, I'm going to bed.

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