For the first time in my life, today I worked in Richmond CA. It was pleasant. No one shot at me or called me names or shot at me, or broke into my truck, or shot at me. It was a very pleasant day. Then I came home to a wonderful wife who took me for a walk along the Napa River where we saw ducks, geese and purple droplets on the ground. It was probably from a paint roller, but I instantly decided it was from a purple person who had gotten wounded by a one eyed one horned monster - but had escaped. It is so nice being married to a woman that gets the reference and then helps you create a story around your random thought.
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