Friday, February 18, 2011


That's exactly what I yelled as I ran across the parking garage. My coworker was cracking up. She had just told me a story at lunch about a moose chilling in front of her house. I've only seen one (now two) wild moose since moving here. Everyone told me I'd see them all the time when I first got here. Their pants will soon be lit on fire. (because they're liars)

Luckily I had my camera in my purse. I keep it there because you just never know when a camera might come in handy and sometimes my iPhone camera just doesn't cut it.


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