7:27pm I've had some good evolution on my blog. Me and Tita have had some ups and downs. We came out for a walk with the dogs finally. They haven't been exercised in a long time. Tita wants to contribute to my logging, so here you go.
Tita: "So I was suggesting to Victor why don't we start logging every day? The way you did in the past. Because obviously this is going to become the past one day in the future. And how did he do it so well in the past in his existing blogs?
Victor, right now, I have to interrupt what is happening. Victor is six foot five, skinny, with his walking staff that reaches up to his chest(armpit-height is correct walking stick height, I've heard.) Anyway, Victor always walks by the park, when he walks this direction. It is really funny because the walking stick that he uses I had bought for myself in Mount Shasta, with a whistle in the handle. Then I gave Victor the one my dad never used. Which is one that was made in Texas. It's just a coincidence that I end up meeting someone who loves walking sticks.
Anyway, Victor has told me that when he passes by the park, which he does multiple times a week, there's all these little kids playing in the playground, with their mother's watching. When Victor walks by he takes up his walking stick and starts blowing it. All the kids love it! He gets everyone's attention, especially those of the children. Victor said that after a while the kids would put up their hands to their mouths and yell, "Play your stick!"
It was kind of cute seeing his, he calls them his fan club, behind Sonoma Elementary school.
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