I went down by the river this morning and helped Dumpster Diving Dan feed his seagulls.  It was a sight to behold.  Hundreds of seagulls flocked around us.  The noise they created was almost deafening.  I keep wondering how long the local authorities are going to let this continue to happen.  The number of seagulls continues to grow everyday.
I grow to admire Dan more everyday.  He is such a good fellow and almost like a grandfather to me.  I never knew either of my grandfathers.  I told him to come by work on Monday and I would give him some potatoes and onions that will most likely be thrown out.  He got very excited over the offer and thanked me profusely.   I told him thanks for being such a good friend.   He is almost like a mentor for me. 
I then peddled across the river on my bike back to where I work.  I was hoping to see Sherman and I did.  I bought us both some beer and we sat in his car drinking them.  Sherman had some prescription pills he was trying to sell me.  I think they were Lortabs.  Those things upset my stomach so I had to pass on them.  Sherman said that Shifty would most likely buy them, but he wanted to give me first dibs. I then peddled the short distance home and sat down to write this.  Hopefully, I will have more to write about this weekend.  I am too lazy this morning to write out the dialogue of I and Sherman’s conversation.  This will have to suffice for today.
 
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