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OilMan ate too many homemade cookies last night so I took Ozzie for a walk and then took myself off to Acre coffee for a latte. A small boy was dying to run around i the parking lot but his mother had some pretty creative ways of channeling his energy long enough to chat with her friend and finish her coffee.

I liked the lines of the shopping carts neatly nested and awaiting shoppers at the market. As I write this I'm trying desperately not to listen to what the latest rat control 'experts", called The Hitmen, are telling OilMan about the places that have to be sealed off, cleaned out and cut down in order to keep the rats out of the house. Did you know that rats prefer crunchy peanut butter? I wish I didn't