My Caturday Afternoon
The more time I can spend unconscious,
the less I think about how murderously
hot it is.
Caturday Night Party
The nice people upstairs moved their little Pawty
to the sidewalk outside our building's front door.
You gotta do what you gotta do.
And look! There's even a PortaPotty!
(And no, it's not raining (we wish!). Our window is dirty.)
(And yes, we did feel a little sneaky taking this picture.)