I went out to a few places to stock up on food and parked on the side of Walgreen’s parking lot that wasn’t being blacktopped. The petroleum smell was strong. I assume the other side is next.

That evening at Kwik Trip on Grand Avenue, I was asked by a young man on a Honda scooter, wearing a Bunny Skull mask, if I knew anything about scooters. He couldn’t get it started, because it was his friend’s and he didn’t understand it. I was tempted to ask “Why are you wearing that stupid bunny mask?” but I was afraid he would retort, “Why are you wearing that stupid human mask?” to which I didn’t have a reply.

Anyway, the key he was trying to use looked like it fit a padlock and when I asked if it was the right one, he immediately remembered that it was the key that said Honda which started the scooter and felt silly. He turned the ignition and took off with a pointing acknowledgment of my wisdom. Anyway, it felt nice to be of help, even though I wondered if the masked man had been a vision of my imagination.
