I must be a hermit living in a cave in the middle of nowhere. Today I found a Pinkfong Baby Shark and I have no clue what a Pinkfong is, or a Bluefong, or Purplefong for that matter, but 'Da Googles' does. It seems ol' Pink-a-roonie does a Baby Shark song and of course there's a video and all the assorted toys and books to go with it. I guess someone saw there's a buck to be made and knew there's folks out there who will buy anything. There's just something about that smile with pointed shark teeth that creeps me out. Moving on, I have a another Toyota symbol to go with the Fords, Chevys, BMWs, Mazdas, et al found in the street. This week has been glove week, this time there's a pair of Body-Guard gloves that I'm sure won't guard more than your hands. Right after them I found a pair of fuzzy green gloves, the kind that don't guard anything, they're just there to keep your hands warm. Novel idea that. The pen on the left I found once before on Nov 22nd and it had one of those laughable descriptions they come up with. To name it they must go around the room and everybody adds the first word that comes to mind, in this case, "Pen Lot Pilot Rexgrip Pentel Wow Zebra Sarasa Pilot G-2 and on and on and on. Sheesh! How about Pen, Black, done! At the same intersection where I've found over 100 drill driver-bits, I found 4 more. This is the 4th time I've scoured the intersection and took all I saw and still there's more today. I guess it's no big deal because every day I pick up all the coins I see out there and the next day I keep finding more. No matter which route I take. Today there was 6 quarters, 6 dimes, 5 nickels, and 17 pennies scattered throughout the run. For which I am thankful.
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