Wednesday, July 11, 2018

Japan in the house.

An adorable couple just arrived. They are cyclists who are touring this country. It's a riot overhearing Olive Rootbeer communicating with them. They don't know each other's language but it's still working out #clownpower
We live in a house that rents out rooms. Every few days we get folks from everywhere-elsistan.
We just had Dallas Texas in one room and a couple from San Antonio in the other.
I call them "metro-texans" because they are adept at taking buses and don't throw pizza crusts in the recycling.
Lately we have hosted pot smoking oldsters from the midwest, Middle Eastern folks, Euginians here for a show, Californians and lots of Canadians.
We aren't part of the business but we are the house clowns.
My favorite thing to say before locking the door at night is "Are all the guests in for the evening?" That's fun to say. In our old place my nightly concerns were more crime related "Do you think this door barricade will hold?.

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