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Pele and Basil bask in the sun while the sounds of Arlo swearing at his computer can be heard from the studio below me. It's something to do with filing for our Seattle city vending license and then the program froze. Arlo just proclaimed "Thank god for cookies" referring to all the numbers he has to keep plugging in, and the computer remembering them for him.

It's supposed to rain all week, bringing my front lawn into even more of a state of swimming pool like quality. I should soak in the sun while it lasts. This pink lady apple is a little too sour for my liking. I think it's time for a afternoon beach-walk.