what a weekend. Headed down towards Dayton, OH. Went to a Renaissance Festival. It was interesting. A couple of people were bongo drumming while two others danced. I started having flashbacks. My focus now is to find another bongo drum. My current one was lost at the last "Fest at Nelson Ledges Quarry Park". I was so on another level. Bongo drums for me is a bliss of meditative consciousness.
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pinkily:
Yeah, but he wouldn't have been happy just being an indoor cat. The cicadas started it all--he had an obsession with chasing them around the yard. And he figured out every way imaginable to get himself outside.
murder_tramp:
i approved your 'friendship' req but it didn't work 
