The Daily Rick

Toward the end of daylight hours, Linds and I went over to Michael's craft store. Linds needed some stuff for the pre-school class she teaches in the morning. Having not much of a budget over there, she often has to buy stuff out of her own pockets. What a crock. But I guess that's what a caring teacher does. We played around in the store. It was fun. Linds makes me feel so young. Not that I'm old. I just never had anyone special my entire 20s (during my self-imposed exile from girlfriends) to act like an idiot around.

We had dinner and watched The Bourne Identity to prep for the sequel. Now we're cleaning up a bit and watching our favorite show: Forensic Files on Court TV. Take note, would be killers: YOU CANNOT GET AWAY WITH MURDER. But if you watch enough Forensic Files, you might be able to delay the inevitable.

I wrestled around with Linds on the couch today and one thing's for certain. She could
kick my ass if she really wanted to. I hope we never get mugged. I'll just faint and we'll both lose our wallets.