Aw, shucks Bogcedes. We’ve had a LOT of good times together. I was pretty sad that mama said we’d have to sell the Bogcedes. It was dad’s car, and I always felt safe either riding in the navigator’s seat or in the back as the CEO. Always felt safe with dad at the wheel, and…
I (Don’t) Love a Parade
The Portland Macy’s Thanksgiving Parade started in my neighborhood this morning. While I was at first intrigued, I was ultimately displeased. All of those drummers were hurtin’ my ears. Even though we tried to go around it, we just couldn’t get away fast enough. Crazy costumes, loud noises, and lots of people. Oh goody goody…