tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3648128561830622257.post1237585085139812912..comments2024-02-10T03:45:30.762-06:00Comments on Musings Of The Sixties: I Always Feel Like Somebody's Watching MeStillmaryhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/01672831237026709012noreply@blogger.comBlogger2125tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3648128561830622257.post-56767828236598751452009-10-20T11:32:27.309-05:002009-10-20T11:32:27.309-05:00I don't see it...drats! I hate walking at nig...I don't see it...drats! I hate walking at night, I freak myself out most of the time! Be safe!Mendiehttps://www.blogger.com/profile/09358347023807387240noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3648128561830622257.post-34819494960297207292009-10-19T21:33:18.165-05:002009-10-19T21:33:18.165-05:00Being you were at the dunes, I'm going to say ...Being you were at the dunes, I'm going to say raccoons or birds, possibly deer. Next time, start out earlier please!Bacardi Mamahttps://www.blogger.com/profile/10051748041835597498noreply@blogger.com