home again, home again, jiggity-jig

it was an uneventful drive back. the Peppermill had lost my reservation, so i didn't get the whorehouse room this time, alas. the cats were very glad to see me last night.

this morning i woke up early and went out for breakfast. on my way back, i saw someone in a gorilla suit, carrying a skateboard, walking up my street. at 10:30 on a Monday morning. i am mystified.