today on the bus i was staring out the window, bored and tired. and what should happen to cross my field of vision? why it was one of those fibre-glass moose from long ago! he was hitching a ride in the back of a pickup truck. cute. how does that alone make for a good day? well, my day gets better: i opened my Yahoo! email and apparently the Federal Bureau of Investigation sent me an email with the subject line: Good Day. good day indeed it is. even moreso when i get to go see the 20ft red rubber ball in the middle of downtown. i feel like Rover, all antsy and anticipating it. heck, i might just chase it around the city all weekend.