The following conversation occurred between me and Priskilla via text message on Memorial Day. I was in Boston Commons by the Tadpole Pond (or whatever it's called) and she was orbiting the Earth's moon, I assume.
Me: A squirrel just woke me up by stepping on my head.
Priskilla: Christ, how tall was this squirrel?
Me: It wasn't the jolly green giant of squirrels. I was laying down in the grass, attempting to nap.
Priskilla: I think it's awesome! Why walk on soft downy grass when you can traipse across a human skull?
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Friday, June 04, 2010
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