‘DOING?’

It might have been a very young Ruby who used to say: “Doing?” as in “What are you doing?”

Knitting, reading, and revising and submitting two stories and four poems. And working on the novel. You remember that? The book? I meant to take a break from the novel, slow down, get some rest, but it’s almost as hard to stop as it was to get moving so fast last month!

You might just be able to make out the numeral 18 on this sign. These signs are meant to aid rescue workers offshore in locating people in trouble, but they are out of luck with this marker. Even here on the coast, people think their trashy writing is clever. It’s boring. Seattle is considering making graffiti a felony because of the cost of repairing the tags. The spiky and bubble-letter nonsense reminds me of what classmates doodled when I was in Second Grade. I found it stupid even then. People who tag raw wood, stone, tile, and brick are abominable. They should suffer guilt and shunning, imo.
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