I am off to Saturday Market and it looks a little hot.

I got to the Market in good shape and had a decent place and everything went smoothly. There seemed to be some good crowds. It seemed to come and go. There  was a celebration on main streets and in the park so I think they sort of wandered back and forth. Some people looked at the stuff but no one bought anything. So that was a complete waste. I bought some cinnamon rolls, a pie, some tomales and the last of the Ranier cherries. I had to go by the bank for cash.

I wrote a letter tio Stobbe and took a couple of naps. My ankle and toe kept me on edge as well as a gut ache. I got the magazine subscription for Cuddie. About four thrty I headed for TriCities and the weather was hot. I was going to Old Country and when I walked in the door I felt for my wallet and I had left it by the computer. I found another parking spot andf went into Barnes and Noble and read the Raegan Diary until six fifteen. I started the car and backed out and then I noticed this car directly behind me. He ducked into a parking spot and got out and at first I thought he was going shopping and as I drove past him I had the distinct feeliung he was upset and looking at his fender. It might have had a dent I am not sure. I drove on because I had heard and felt nothing like a ding. But the more I thought about it the guiltier I felt. I am stil not sure what the situation was.

I went on to the ball game and stayed until the last inning which is unusual for me. We won just barely  6-5 and broke the losing streak. I made it home by eleven and slept pretty good.

The Most Memorable Positive Moment was some girls in a car parked next to me that smiled and sort of flirted.