The Sleeping Giant Awakes
Thursday morning.
Meeting for coffee w/Ryan Lipert.
I walk out the front door.
The ground and the world around is glistening with wetness.
A light spring rain falls gently from the Northern California sky.
As I walk toward my car I notice an unfamiliar whiteness about my car.
Wet toilet paper covers my black Honda Civic.
To the culprit.
I will find you.
Payback is coming.
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