Today is my 23rd anniversary of hashing; my first hash was on Memorial Day 1999. However, due to the way things are in my life I can’t/won’t be at today’s hash to celebrate this, even though the start and end are mere blocks from the ITP Estate.
Though I had a lot of welcomed interactions with friends over the weekend — brewery and Mexican food Friday, hike and brewery Saturday, coffee and walk yesterday — I am still feeling completely mind fucked, angry, and hating my life as it stands currently. Given my past, and inability to move on like other people seem to do without effort, I can’t see how it will get better anytime soon.
It may be time for me to go away for awhile.
I solved today’s Wordle in four attempts; my starter today was BRINK
Prior to publishing this post went through over twenty revisions. Be thankful that you didn’t have to be subjected to some of the early ones — they weren’t very easy to read.
NYT Mini Crossword in 46 seconds (if I remember correctly).
I had a dream last night in which I left my bicycle at the end of a ride, and in my dream I was rushing around to get all of my things to drive and retrieve it, knowing well that someone would have taken it by the time I got back to where I left it.
Now that I think about it, this is exactly what happened a week ago with my trash pick’em up stick, the only difference being that I wasn’t drinking beer, I just flat out left it behind.
I left my helmet at Elder Tree, I got the bartender to rescue it.
As enticing as it may feel, don’t isolate yourself. It doesn’t end well. Been there, done that. Reach out any time.
We are here for you. We do understand what you’re going through.
This has been a weekend of getting George settled in. A full blooded Airedale Terrier. Everyone else is like, who the hell is this? He’s really still a puppy ( 7 months) and is finding every loose piece of clothing laying around and claiming it as his own. He’s only pooped in the house once, so is pretty smart.
Sunday I took the scooter down to Columbus and road day 1 of BRAG. Except is starts on bike path for quite a few miles, which will be pretty crowded, as it’s not as wide as SCT. The rest of the ride was pretty nice, just a few sections of crap pavement.
Already back from 20 on the road bike. Felt OK. No stops. Got off to put the bike away in the man cave and the rear wheel wouldn’t roll. Apparently I broke a spoke coming down Wilson Rd. At least I hope I hadn’t ridden 20 with a broken spoke and out of true whee!
Paulie, are you out riding with Harold this morning?
Sal & I watched more of that “celebrity Survivor” last night. 2 more episodes & it’s done.
She has a flat tire on her road bike, so she needs Allan to look at it. She did something to the stem.
Allan had to work jazz fest at Piedmont Park ALL DAY yesterday. He finally got to bed (at the firehouse) at 1 am. He is sleeping.
We may go Mtn biking when he wakes up. Need to cut the grass again. Not sure what’s for dinner tonight, we can always eat & drink something on the deck. If you want to come to Marietta. See if Betsy is bored & drag her along? Traffic could suck of course.
Just got done riding thirty with Harold and Jill.
Might be getting a burger tonight with Betsy in the village.
Hey Bro, New York is open for your visit. Come stay with us for a while. I’m sure I could try and cheer you up. Besides the Mets are doing great.