A left-handed compliment
We’ve been trying to walk every day since the weather broke.
We’ve walked every day this month, and today we walked a total of 4.5 miles.
I had to do something, my fat ass creeped up to 260 again
Fortunately we found a dog park, off an improved walking path, in which to park
The first time we walked this path we parked in a shopping center at one end. Evidently the shopping Centre doesn’t appreciate that and issued me a $55.00 ticket.
Not a real citation, one from the company that manages the parking. I could get towed or booted if I park on one of their properties again, if I don’t pay.
Yeah…
Right…
They don’t make a ‘Denver Boot’ that big, and you’d need a tractor trailer to tow the Dude. Not that I’ll use any of your lots again purposely.
Yesterday, as we returned to dog park from our walk, I hit the men’s room.
On my way back to the where the truck was parked, I walked by a group of 7-8 city or county maintenance men. Thier white work trucks with the seal, backed in, parked in a row. They appeared to be just finishing the loading up of tools and were bullshiting, when one noticed me.
He turned to the other gentleman and said
“That’s what I’m going to look like when I get ‘old’!”
I must be getting soft.
There was a time when I would have quipped
“Who you calling old motherfucker?!?”
Please use the term media cave, - I hate the phrase man cave - it’s reductive and derogatory. As Sebastian Maniscalco said “my father had a man cave it was the house”
Thank you for reminding me. I wanted to talk about our post-show hangout in Memphis and here it is:
“On the Oregon Trail?!?”
I’ve been stressing about everything I need to get done to start our sojourn westward.
I don’t exhibit it.
It is there.
I didn’t sleep well last night worrying about it.
So this morning, immediately after coffee, I went out to get the remainder accomplished, worrying I wouldn’t have enough time prior to our attending an afternoon LAX match. The last of the season for El Presidente, and then dinner to celebrate my beloved’s 65th birthday.
I finished everything except for;
Topping off the pressure in the outside passenger tire on ‘The Dude’, Filling up ‘The Dude’ with fuel, and loading the Scoot in the garage.
When I to go get fuel at a nearby truck stop, I’ll top off the tire as I’m sure they’ve a high pressure air pump. Mine makes the process a pain in the ass. I laid under the back of the truck for 20 minutes and was only able to raise the pressure about 6 lbs. When you are talking 22” 110lbs tire pressure. It takes awhile.
After we load ...
“The ‘little brother of war’”
Last LAX Saturday of the season.
El Presidente currently has a school tournament, one lose and you go home.
Her team was undefeated until their last game on Tuesday.
Hero has a game now. There are 4 other kids with a red sparkly helmet like him now. He’s #18, this is his last game of the season.
Little Bear had his last scrimmage/practice (they don’t play real games at his age)this morning, he scored a goal.
