The half-witted, half-baked, half-mad ramblings of a widowed, forty-something, earth-loving, commuter-cycling, theatre-going, runner-girl Christ follower. Abandon seriousness, all ye who enter here.
I'll get back to theme days once I find a groove of posting regularly. In the meantime, most of my posts are about some variation of books, bikes, buses, or Broadway. Plus bits about writing, nonprofits, and grief from time to time.
This blog is mostly lighthearted and pretty silly. It's not about the terrible things happening in the world, but please know that I'm not ignoring those things. I just generally don't write about them here.
25 September 2007
I saw a delightful thing today.
The mad geese in the park, who normally chase anything with two legs that comes within sight of them, were being chased. Seriously, they were running for their lives. From a four-year-old girl. Hee hee hee!
There is another woman who walks in the park, and we've shared our stories about running for our lives from the daft things. But yeah, that may be a good idea.
3 comments:
You sure you don't want to take an airsoft pistol with you to take care of those geese?
There is another woman who walks in the park, and we've shared our stories about running for our lives from the daft things. But yeah, that may be a good idea.
You know what they say, vengeance belongs to God. It's funny the people he uses...
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