I went to Bozeman to watch the "Waterboys" play basketball. It was a pleasure to watch a game that didn't have a foul every 5 seconds and wasn't interrupted by commercials.
On the down side, Nica ate my lunch.
Literally.
I left her in the truck with half a sandwich wrapped in a napkin that I had tucked underneath the seat. When I came back to the truck after a game the napkin was neatly unfolded on my seat and the sandwich was gone.
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