Sunday, August 17, 2025

8/10/25


A guy designed his own golf clubs. I help him load them into the trunk of his car. 

A band is in town. They're going to play some baseball. Then I'm in an Italian grocery store. The owner is real rude to my friend.He tells him he can take whatever he wants. He hands me a bag of ice then takes a ton of stuff including a huge, flat pretzel that keeps falling apart in my hand.  I take a bit out of it and it's super salty. As we leave, the band arrives with all their equipment. 

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