A little different day. Driving home from work I saw a big black dog loping around in the road. I stopped and the dog hopped into the backseat. I checked at the two nearest farm houses but neither of them knew who might own him. Drove to the Humane Society. They took him off my hands and were optimistic about finding his home because his rabies tag was from a local vet. Once home, I showered and took off to find my hair stylist. The village barbershop which had been in business since I was a kid closed. My stylist set up in another village. The nice thing about villages - they only have a few streets so found her in plenty of time to make my appointment. After my hair was again all the same color, I did some last research on candidates before voting at the town hall. I walked right in w/o presenting any ID. My state is still working on enacting that restrictive law which, around here, is ludicrous. If those three ladies manning the polls today don't know all about you, trust me, you don't live here.
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