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...but just in case. I was distracted from posting it last month, and I really love it because it reminds me of the irrigation pond bluegill at my old boyfriend's ranch in Auburn, California. I'd sit for hours on the miniature dock and play with the fish. They aren't finicky at all, but they unerringly spit out itty wads of chewing gum. I'd sit there in my rolled up jeans, giggling while they nibbled at my toes, and try to find something they didn't like to eat. Chewing gum. They always spit it right back out, and it drove me mad with laughter. I woke the bullfrogs with it. They'd "chime in" with their bass complaints. Joe's dog would then lose all semblance of faithfulness and leave him at his task to come hang at the irrigation pond with me and the fish and the bullfrogs.
10 August 2008
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