This morning when I woke up for some reason I looked out the dining room window. I saw a dog walking from across the street to the building where I live. I thought, "Someone has let their dog roam unattended." Then I noticed that it wasn't a dog, it was a deer! Then he/she just strolled off.
As I'm typing this, I'm watching St. Elmo's Fire on tape. For twenty years, I've never figured out why Leslie won't marry Aleck.
Not much has happened to me today. Sorry for the lame post.