back on track

five times turned down for twistie cones this week and it didnt help anything. and then we decided to fix it. and the first mcdonald's we rolled up to had it. ate it in staples parking lot like the old times but not in front of baskin robins because we were chicken and it was open.
and then we see this parade rolling down the street. like 20 kids and a shopping cart and hula hoops and a ghetto blaster. and we looped back for a better look and slowed down and they were all strung out and looking into the light like zombies. and then looped again. and then determined to go find them later but fell asleep by accident.
funsavers with olive, and then the dog park with roxanne and it was 5 of us and 1 dog having the time of our lives and getting abused by this puggish mutt Brutus who kept kicking water on us and pissed on roxanne's leash and then this tiny dog with a mustache who had a british owner. later i dragged roxanne away from an awful hardcore show going on at her house and took her on the longest walk i think she'd ever managed and was sure i might have to go scout a shopping cart and push her the rest of the way. also she pooped in someone's lawn and i had to fashion a bag out of paper from my purse. flug it in the gutter when i got desperate. roxanne got excited for 5 minutes and then fell asleep for 3 hours.
olivia and i took off to go find the mountain and got side tracked for supplies for a 2 am picnic and drove out until stars started appearing and every trail was closed and even mystery castle but the city was lit up and the roads were windy and the valley's greatest oldies were pretty spot on.