First, we were on the parking lot at the Home Deport hardware store and suddenly romantic music swelled in the distance. I thought the Chick-Fil-A might have to decided to start piping secular music outside its store, but then Gary pointed out the accordian busker in the middle of the parking lot.
The middle of the lot. A parking lot. We had to make a special trip to tip him. It was a nice surprise.
Second, Gary found this on the raccoon videos. These raccoons have been watching us. The one on the left is Gary in his recliner, and I'm the one on the right.