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Peep doing her morning calisthenics.
Last weekend, while driving through lovely Alpine, NJ with a couple good friends, I saw a sign that said "CLOSTER RECREATION COMMISSION". Now, in my crazy, currently subfunctioning brain, I read the sign to say "LOBSTER RECREATION COMMISSION". The idea of such a thing -- lobsters playing tennis? weight training? playing bingo?!? -- made me insanely happy. This lasted about 15 seconds. Then I realized that the sign referred to the town's name, not the crustacean. Oh well.
At least I have a chicken who does morning stretches.
Bird Songs of the Day: Ben Gibbard - Earth Angel (The Penguins cover)
The Decemberists - The Crane Wife 3
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