yesterday we spent a great part of the day outdoors. at the zoo getting mosquito bites from head to toe, swimming in my parents pool, running through the sprinklers accompanied by a little chalk doodling that ended rather quickly due to a snake spotting. i text rey "eeek, i just spotted a snake!?" "what kind of snake is it and why do you always spot these snakes when i am not around" i hate when people ask "what kind of snake?" does it really matter? a snake is a snake whether it's purple or yellow. it was a black snake for the record. of course the next response is usually"oh black snakes are harmless!" spare me. please. save it for a snake lover. or peta.