This morning in Ambler:
I held the door open for a man with a cane and a coffee.
A black hearse let me in and a silver hearse cut me off.
The coffee shop bus boy smoked a cigarette in front of a blackboard chalked Yankees go home! Go Red Sox and watched a stone mason set a head-sized rock.
I plugged a hole in my truck tire, which is like the fourth time I've had to since I learned how to plug tires.