today, after a guy kicked us out of a spot, a dude across the street was telling us how he was glad we were out there, 'progressing our talents.'  he told us it was good to develop every talent we had, so we'd be better off in the afterlife.  then he said it--the quote of the week.

"smile, my friend--you are immortal."

righteous!

i'll be home saturday.  see you then.  hopefully it's dry enough tomorrow for us to skate.  til then--meow.