My lightened key-ring now only holds keys to my apartment, and the magnetic key-fob for work.

Living and working Downtown continues to please me.

I like my company.

Recently I was talking about how I don’t regret selling our second car and only having one. I may take that back. I’m doubtful repairs can be completed before the travel we were planning for Thanksgiving, and I can’t imagine trying to get a rental around the holiday will be cheap.

I can’t wait to see my rates go back up. It may also make sense to add the rental option to the insurance since we don’t have a backup.

Maybe I can just give up driving completely.

About 1.5 million deer-vehicle collisions happen each year in the United States, according to the National Highway Traffic Safety Administration. Those accidents cause about 150 deaths and $1.1 billion in property damage annually, according to NHTSA.
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Increasing deer populations and the encroachment of urban sprawl into the deer’s natural habitat have added to the risk, according to State Farm.

Worst states for auto-deer crashes

Missouri didn’t make it in the top 10, but it wouldn’t surprise me to see it close.

I pay more for car insurance while living in the city as the insurance company observes more break-in claims from here. I hope similarly the deer with an idiot problem raise the insurance rates of the sprawlers.

Each expiration date has a different month.

The months are not consecutive.

Neither month is this month.

I’m sorry I thought the cases of soda left in the car during our heat wave would be fine going from nearly boiling outside to cooling in the fridge. You’re not here right now, so you don’t yet get to see that they in fact did sort of explode.

You were right.

Love,
Ryan

Approaching the birds in the dark was a little creepy, as both ducks and geese were mostly sharing space, and those geese are mean. I tossed some popcorn to draw some ducks away, and they knew exactly what I was about. I had about 10 immediately jump for the food and continue towards my feet with many more behind them, and I began to back away. A couple geese started too, but I didn’t release more popcorn until they paused again. I ended up drawing more ducks, continuing to walk backwards so I could make sure I didn’t get swarmed. I didn’t really have a plan of what to do, but it didn’t matter as I pulled them closer to the theater entrance; I was laughing so hard there were tears.

I pulled many of the ducks onto the sidewalk in front of the theater and was considering leading them into the crowd, but now confronted with an audience of people as well, I felt extremely conspicuous. Also because I was still crying from laughing, and it was likely a confusing sight. I passed my half empty bag of popcorn to a group of kids who’s attention my spectacle attracted, and walked away, letting them take any heat for harassing the wildlife.

Next Wednesday I’ll need a plan.

In sum, very little of the new film makes sense, taken as a freestanding narrative. What’s interesting about this is how little it matters. Millions of people are happily spending their money to watch a movie they don’t understand. What gives?

Modern English has given us two terms we need to explain this phenomenon: “geeking out” and “vegging out.” To geek out on something means to immerse yourself in its details to an extent that is distinctly abnormal - and to have a good time doing it. To veg out, by contrast, means to enter a passive state and allow sounds and images to wash over you without troubling yourself too much about what it all means.