We could start a company and make misery

Today a man grabbed a bike and ran from the back of the store to the front of the store and then right out the front door. Not even kidding. It was amazing. Especially when Christina saw him hit that door and, with a mighty roar, thundered after him. She got the bike back. I have no idea how. I mean, that man was really moving, and you'd think as soon as he hit open parking lot he'd hop on that bike and pedal off like a bat out of hell. Or a thief out of Savers, as the case may be. Apparently he forgot this crucial step in bike thievery.

Well, nobody ever said shoplifters were smart.

Today was pretty beautiful out, though, all sun and breeze and cerulean skyline. I was off at six today so I walked home from the bus stop in the daylight, which was nice. Then I passed two guys in a crosswalk. One turned to me and said, with a smile like the sun, that he was going to get his thirty-day coin today. His buddy clapped him across the back and they both grinned cheerfully as I wished him well and walked on. By wished him well I mean I said something eloquent like "Congrats man!" but I suppose it's the thought that counts.

Then I went home and made mac'n cheese with hot dogs and filled my new cookie jar with cookies. It was a good day, I think.