It's late. It was a long day and I already paid my dues to the page count gods today, so this is all I have to offer you, dear reader:
It's called a sidewalk. It's not a sidestand - it's not a sidebike. It's not a siderun, or sidetext-your-friends-and-weave-back-and-forth-and-stumble-into-me-not-once-but-THREE-times!
It's a sideWALK.
That will be all.
5 comments:
Also - you can have an umbrella OR walk under the awnings in Vancouver.
People who attempt both can retrieve their severed arm in the nearest mailbox.
My name is Deb, and I approve this message.
My name is Deb, and I approve this message.
So much so, that I think I may have commented twice.
Amen, Zen!
You totally did, Deb. And I totally love you for it.
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