This is, Like, My Third Marriage, but Worth It

I have to marry these dudes.

Yesterday on West End

Coming home from lunch, I saw a bunch of police at the park.

Then coming out of the grocery store, I saw a kid who hit a guy in the head with a skateboard take off running towards the park.

Then, I was picking up some stuff for the Butcher and saw some kids trying to steal newspapers out of a box by the McDonald’s (which, of course, is both bad and good.  Bad for stealing but good for being committed to reading).

I don’t know what other nefarious things went on yesterday, so I don’t have any way of knowing if there’s some other catalyst or if I have the power to cause crime to happen around me.

Mrs. Wigglebottom does not have a Tumor!

She did, however, somehow manage to get a piece of dog food stuck to her leg.

I tried to argue that, when you don’t have pockets, you have to come up with creative ways to transport snacks for later, but the Butcher took the food off her leg anyway.