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Last Night I Dreamed…

…that my father and I had just a few minutes to defuse a bomb, and if we failed, it would mean the end of humanity. My dad did his part, and then handed the operation over to me so I could perform my sole duty: to insert a memory card into the appropriate slot on a scary-looking contraption. I pushed the card into one slot, and then another, unable to make it fit…and then it crumbled in my hands. An alarm rang, signaling that the bomb was about to go off.

And so Dad and I sat down to wait for the end of the world, a la Bruce Willis in Armaggeddon (but with much more hysteria on my end).

Good morning!

In better news, when I stepped outside my front doors to go grab a coffee from Luna Espresso (told you their excellent business practices would keep me coming back), I was greeted by a gorgeous summer morning…

And these guys.

They should call bulldogs “Bad Mood Erasers.” It’s tough to keep a sad face on when there are four bulldog butts waddling down the street in front of you.

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