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Marley the Great (Pyrenees)

Marley the Great (Pyrenees)

Saturday, October 16, 2010

Talking to Myself

It's been a long time since I've written a blog entry. The goofiness and "out-there-in-the wide-freaking-openness" of FaceBook cajoled me ... no. nagged me ... into playing along. Someone always replies to a post there. I was on the losing end of the tug-of-war.

So. How am I feeling today? Not too bad, not too bad. It's Saturday. We had breakfast out at my favorite old-fart restaurant. Our waitress was ancient and accommodating, letting us know that it took her "a few seconds longer" to get our coffee out to us because she always warmed up the coffee cups first. "How very nice," I thought. Gary did most of the talking, telling me several of the bizarre and sad stories he hears from the middle schoolers as a guidance counselor at their inner city school. It's a bad part of town. Bad things happen there. Bad parent(s) having children they never should have had. If only there were enough Morgan Freemans to go around.

Later on we took a walk on a nature trail of an area state park and let Marley off his leash. Beautiful weather. The temperature has finally reached a comfortable spot on the dial. Marley found a nice man trying to watch the birds through his binoculars. Good thing he was a dog person. Marley is so trusting and happy to see anyone! But he loves me best.