Some black house in a Savineli short pipe, out on the porch on an unseasonably warm evening. I had some oolong tea, too, but it’s gone.
Neighbors across the street have had some troubles. The female was taken to the hospital a few nights ago-she’s fine now-but we all had a scare as their weirdness has endeared them among the neighborhood folks and we all voiced our support to the male, who appears to have grown a ponytail overnight. This must be an alien stress response.
Earlier, the male was out walking around his front yard, shouting things like “you NEVER, EVER listen!” and “have it your way, I don’t even want to GO anymore!” and “This? This is YOUR FAULT.” I thought maybe he was on the phone, having an argument...but then I saw the dog come trotting out from behind a bush and he said to the dog, “yeah, see...it’s your fault and now we don’t get to go for a ride to the store...you shoulda listened...”. He let the dog back in the house, then hopped in his car and took off, kicking up gravel under his tires. I’m glad they’re ok over there.