Today: Churlish like a Chloe at computers, a Tarzan something makes my day after morningvendorjerkism. Wind patrons rubbing gusty, particulate eyes sitting down to mango lassi following, that is, we, last night’s flashlight on fish readiness (BBQing in the night). Damn it all, vendorguy in indiscriminate city giving me e-lip, Oprah and the World Cup’s successful coup on our EuroJune. So what. It’s nice out. Finally. Back to Plan A to get out of town to perfect my grammar and frequent usage mistakes that impede or distort meaning? TGITarzan and lovely rubricspeak.

*

“why are you walking like that?” tells me it’s a good day to forgo the run.