Tonight's going to be a really late night because I have to catch up on some grading before tomorrow, so I didn't really want to go run and I felt totally justified in staying home. But I remembered how RAD went running recently when she didn't feel like it, so I went so I could be like her. :)
On the way home I stopped by the grocery store and there was a kid on one of those big, tricked-out, low-rider bicycles. I was kind of making fun of him in my mind, especially when I heard that he had some sort of boom box (are there boom boxes anymore?) or bike stereo playing gangster rap. But then I saw his face and realized that he's someone's kid and I felt bad. I hope no one ever makes fun of Elliott, even if it's only in their minds.
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