the day
started with a muthaphuckin car fire, just like
the good old days,
wondering if it's going to explode, maybe i
should pull the shades?
it didn't blow and our socialist
fire department saved the day. i rode my
bike to light rail, as usual,
and nothing much happened on the commute, which
is the way most people want it. who needs
excitement?
this is the book
i've been waiting for, a selfless
self-help book for the body politic.
let's start a virtual book club! i'd love to
hear what you make of it...
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