I can tell it's still the Fourth of July because the end of our street is emitting small ordnance booms. After a slow start due to construction we did not expect due to the holiday,
rushthatspeaks and
spatch and I spent the afternoon and evening with my parents where we ate all the summer foods and toasted marshmallows over the fire pit and lit sparklers, of which Rob got some photographic evidence. We did not see any fireworks, but passed a small carnival while on a post-prandial grocery run. I hadn't had corn on the cob in so many years, I forgot to make typewriter noises while eating it.
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- 1: Is this your name or a doctor's eye chart?
- 2: And they won't thank you, they don't make awards for that
- 3: But the soft and lovely silvers are now falling on my shoulder
- 4: What does it do when we're asleep?
- 5: Now where did you get that from, John le Carré?
- 6: Put your circuits in the sea
- 7: Sure as the morning light when frigid love and fallen doves take flight
- 8: No one who can stand staying landlocked for longer than a month at most
- 9: And in the end they might even thank me with a garden in my name
- 10: I'd marry her this minute if she only would agree
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