I have returned from a lovely week of hiking, canoeing, playing with the World's Friendliest German Shepherd ('Let me lick you! Pet me pet me pet me!!'), picking gallons and gallons of strawberries, a mini college reunion, a winery trip, the Mennonite country store, an amazing musical-instruments museum and, of course, quality time with my friends. Oh, it was wonderful.
This morning I was woken at 6:45 by construction equipment. Upon consulting the city code, I learned that construction can make as much noise as it wants from 7 am until 10 pm.
On the way to work I saw the paper. A large-ish number of dead bodies with bullet holes have been found in the past week.
And they wonder why people won't move here.
