Squirrel on a gravestone

In the morning drive to the courthouse. Go in for four hearings. Get stuck waiting for the last hearing while the court is finishing up a jury trial. Sit in the hallway and watch electricians puling wires out of the ceiling. Drive home. Walk to the office. Work for a while. Walk home. Ride my bike to 60th Street. Get out and walk around West Allis. See a squirrel in a cemetery eating an acorn while sitting on a gravestone. Walk back to my bike. Ride home.

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