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September 8th, 2008

Weather or Not

There's a reason they call it Roger's No Park.
     Monday was Monday all day. It was Monday in the morning, when I discovered that one of my shoes had a hole in it. On the bottom. Where the rain-fed puddles were. It was still Monday at night, when I and my car (which was burning precious fossil fuel the entire time, I feel pressed and bound to point out) spent 50 minutes - FIFTY MINUTES, PEOPLE, AND NOT A ONE OF THEM PLEASANT - trolling my own neighborhood for a parking place.
     My foot was still wet at the end of the day. I nicknamed it Swamp Thing.