Today I changed how I address the world, and i like it a lot better.
The World, p.o.box my perception, 00444 USA
Why is it in the USA do you ask?
United states zip codes are easier, though less specific.
With that, the news!
Ventured out to River Dale farms yesterday to see the kids.
No, not Archie and Jughead. Goats. Baby goats. Bigger than I imagined they would be, and not playful for a dreary afternoon. That’s okay. Zita got her goat fix. Zita loves goats. I don’t know why, but she does.
We also saw the Easter bunnies! Two rabbits in a warren with nests full of (hopefully) unfertilized chicken eggs above them. I took a picture of it and sent it to my niblings. I don’t think any of them noticed the eggs.
Last night, I found myself watching an improv-based version of Clue. I was there to hopefully see how a theatre company deals with audience engagement… THEY DONT! Still and enjoyable show. In this episode colonel Mustard did it. With an everything in the bedroom.
… as vague as that last sentence was, it perfectly sums up this show.
… as vague as that last sentence was, it perfectly sums up this show.
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