A crow made a loud thump this morning as he landed on the roof of a black pickup truck outside PHS, just a few feet away. Although he made no other sound, it seemed weird enough for me to be extra alert for that block. Nothing happened.
As I walked to the post office to buy a money order for my KGC entry this year, I remembered how I used to stutter on the word "money" and other words beginning with "M". Although it hasn't happened for years, I still sometimes worry that I'll be standing there saying "I want to buy a mmmmmm... mmmmmmmmm...", getting red-faced and self-conscious. I don't know from what hell that speech impediment came, or where, when, and how it left, but I hope it never returns.
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