Haven't posted in awhile... but something happened on Friday that has inspired me to take up blogging again.
Ash and I were out Friday night on our way to Gunthers (amazing ice cream joint in Sac). We were stopped at a light on Broadway (scary!) and waiting at the corner to cross the street were a man, woman, and boy in his teens. They were all.. grungy... to put it lightly. As I watch with detached interest, the boy begins rubbing his hands all over the "no right turn" sign hanging on the street pole. My interest becomes slightly more peaked. As I watch, right before my eyes, the boy proceeds to LICK his entire hand, the one that had been rubbed all up on the dirty nasty street sign.
Consider my craving for ice cream almost obliterated. Almost.
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