-| The Best Part of Waking Up |-
[doesn't exist when you wake up every two hours]

I went to bed around... I guess it was Midnight by the time I got the computer shut down, and cleaned up the kitchen so all of the dishes from my nightly food raids didn't haunt me in my sleep.

I didn't sleep very soundly, and I woke up often. I think it was (or at least felt to me) too hot in here. I was awake at 2:30. I was awake at 5:00. I was awake again at 7:45. I finally got up around 8:30, giving up on any hopes of sound sleep. I turned the oven on BROIL so I could toast a bagel, and put the coffee on. I went outside to get my paper, and a guy jogging with his dog didn't seem to MIND that his dog was dropping a load in my front yard. He says "oh, gee. ha-ha-ha", as he just looked at me and continued jogging in place.

So, I take the little bag the Tribune comes in and hand it to him, and I say, "Hey, its casual, he is a dog." And he looks at the little bag like he has NO idea why I gave it to him.

Hel-lo?! I mean, I HAD a dog. I took it jogging with me. I had 1-2 little "poody bags" in case he dropped a load in someone's yard. ANYWAY, dude just stops jogging in place and STANDS there looking at me. I guess he was waiting for me to go in just expecting him to clean it up. So I said, "Its shit. It won't hurt you", and I take the bag from him and pick up the shit and tie the bag off and toss it in the trash thing. Then I introduce myself to the DOG, pet him and I go inside.

I am sure I can now expect this dog to shit in my yard every time this jerk comes by; and its likely he will come by my house just so his dog can shit in my yard. BUT I did get the tag number from the dog license so I could, if I wanted to, get the guy tracked down and he would have to pay some stupid fine for not disposing of his dog's shit, and for not following the leash laws. (I don't think I would ever actually DO this, but I might.)

I just finished my bagel. The coffee is perfect and strong without being bitter. I think it's going to be a good day.

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