I haven't blogged in quite a while. It's not that I haven't had things to blog about. In fact, I've even made a list that I hopefully will catch up on in the near future. I guess I've just been lazy. At times, I've had plenty to say, but didn't have access to my computer at that moment, so when I finally did, unfortunately the moment passed. I'll try to be better.
Anyway, to today's topic of conversation......This past Sunday morning, I was up with Jake bright and early for his first walk of the day around 6am. My neighborhood was still and quiet, save for the annoying birds chirping (I DESPISE birds chirping...but that's a whole other topic entirely!). The smell of lilacs was in the air and a delicate dew covered the grass, which by the way, Jake seems to love to graze on lately like a cow. To my shock and horror however, the dew wasn't the only thing covering the grass on this lovely Sunday morn. I passed not one, not two, but THREE condom boxes littering the ground during our walk. Not all in the same place either. One in the residential area, one by the post office, and one in the little park next to the police station. I believe one was Durex brand, and then 2 varieties of Trojans, one ribbed for her pleasure. Who knew that West Newton was a hotbed of sexual intercourse?!?!?!?!? Interesting.
Monday, May 19, 2008
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