BURGER SCOOT

I was rolling out my mat at the local yoga studio when the woman next to me said, “Did you know they took down the Gay flag sign on the window of the coffee house across the parking lot? More of that anti-DEI crap, I guess.”

It seems everybody in the studio knows I have a cup of coffee after every practice at that joint — other fellow yogis have commented on my dogmatic post-yoga ways.

It was both curious and encouraging that my yoga neighbor assumed I was either a liberal, a progressive, a Democrat, or at least an open-minded conservative; I would have loved it if she had correctly assumed I was a Marxist!

Since the nice yoga student said that to me, I wish, just as she told me, that I had rolled out a Republican red mat spelling “Trump” in large white lettering.

See, this is why I can’t make or cultivate friends — I’m too busy amusing myself.