It's just the little things in life...
When you walk, or ride your bike, everywhere, you start to develop the habit of being a wee bit more observant than you are when you're used to seeing things zip by at 60 MPH.
Like, semi trucks...they're actually pretty rad, and they have personality...like this one...it's a loooong truck!
and notice the grin the dawg has on said truck....
Oh geez! That's quite the, uh, shifter?
So, back to the clean world, last night was a beautiful night for a ride on the trail and to Amicis on Castro.....
We locked Beretta and Stella up securely and sat at the outside table to enjoy the evening...
We ignored the fact that there is a mortuary across the street, people on segueways, and a spooky advert with Nosferatu right above us...
Beer with the hubby and a veggie pizza, a ride home in the dusky evening an d a good nights rest...good times indeed!....
It doesn't matter what day of the week it is, good times are never hard to find...!
