Inside The Perimeter

Not that I had any reason to believe that it wouldn’t, the M6 passed its first emissions test yesterday.

Even with concerted efforts to walk in the shade as much as I could, I managed to get a little sunburned during yesterday’s lunchtime walk.

Another quarter of German classes is in the books. I need to either step up my game, or give up. What I have been doing for at least the past six months is not sufficient for learning the language.

Finally saw “Baby Driver” last night; a “must see” if you have lived in Atlanta for awhile, even if it is far from geographically accurate.

Tuesday Tale of the Tape: 206.0 pounds (+0.8 from last week’s weigh-in), whoops!

Even though the wrong team won in the Germany-Mexico match yesterday, I still had a wonderful Sunday. Oh, I also did yard work this weekend? Who am I? What’s funny is how much my arms and shoulders hurt from using a weed whacker for thirty minutes.

Crowning achievements of yesterday:

– walking to get my electric toothbrush from the Amazon store (getting really sweaty in the process)
– eating leftovers for dinner and avoiding eating the meaty ones
– watching a documentary about a Bob Ross on YouTube

Total number of fucks given this week: 0
Total number of fucks received this week: 0

Don’t ever say that I am inflexible… “The Plan” was to mow lawns this morning like I have the past few Thursdays. That plan fell apart when rain occurred last night. I am at the Waschsalon instead, lawn mowing will occur tomorrow morning.

Still on the mend from yesterday’s dental work; no pain, I am just a slow healer. Also, I may have a slight allergic reaction to Advil now? I surely hope not.

I am joining the electric toothbrush cult. I placed an order with Amazon yesterday, it’s due to arrive tomorrow.

It couldn’t happen again, two days in a row?

It can.
It did.

At the incorrectly-kicked check immediately after the beer stop the pack ran away, and “Glory Mole” and I got separated from everyone else. After looking for, but never finding, a mark as night fell we gave up. We ran back to the start and waited (with no way to contact the pack) for someone to return.

I have apparently lost my hashing skills.
At least I handled this mishap a lot better than Sunday’s.

Tuesday Tale of the Tape: 205.2 pounds (-0.2 from last week’s weigh-in)

Hmmm, someone didn’t finish Black Sheep yesterday thanks to a seemingly impossible to solve check, which had even been kicked by the fast hashers. After perhaps an hour of searching for the next mark, with rain occurring during that time, someone and his three companions had to call to find the end. These four people then walked at least a half-mile to get there. At circle most of the people said how great trail was, how they loved the swamp and railroad tracks, and avoided the tunnel under I-675 – none of which was seen by this someone. And with no beers to blame someone may have lashed out at the two hares while they sat on the ice. You pays your money, you takes your chances…