I saw a ghost from my past today. I think. She weighed the same. She looked the same. She teased her hair the same way. She dressed the same way. She robbed us three years ago. She dated my grandfather. And I like her. (She was sitting in a golf cart propping herself up the same way) Perhaps? We had a fireworks/sparkler show with all the neighbors today. It was rather amusing. Fireworks both scare and delight me. UNtil tomorrow then, Your Neighborhood Superman