Finally a day without snot, work, obligations, menstrual cramping and fire ant infiltration. What am I going to do with myself? I'm considering a hair cut, something to bring out my knees, looking for a new coat made of couch or raccoon, perhaps I'll run in the the leaves or climb a fir tree, I could read a book or rewrite my own, a bathtub dance sounds nice, or a hoot, or folding and unfolding laundry, and maybe I'll dress up in plastic bags and convince the screaming neighbor's kids that I'm a trash pile.  And while I'm on the theme of trash piles, here's one of my favorites.