So a while back I wrote about a mysterious black plastic wrapped trashcan that Peri and I stumbled upon during one of our walks and how my imagination ran away with the thought of abandoned gangster loot or the remains of a serial killer working Greater Hartford. Yeah, it turns out that reality is much more bland than that. It was a barrel full of sticks. Not something at least useful like Pick-Up Sticks. No. Just sticks as in twigs. Nice.
Those who can make you believe absurdities can make you commit atrocities. —Voltaire
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Quiet morning. Gabi just wants to cuddle and snooze. # 4 hours ago
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Someone else clearly took the cash and replaced it with sticks. You snooze, you lose!
That’s what I get for being so delicate about keeping my sneakers clean! Next time I’m wading in to collect my winnings!