Thursday, December 22, 2005

South Bound

If my loyal readers (up to 3 at last count) think entries have been sparse lately, I'm a regular writing machine compared to Meriwether Lewis in 1805. My favorite manic-depressive captain went from Nov. 29-Jan. 1 without a journal entry. They were busy building their winter home at Fort Clatsop. It was worth waiting for the Jan 1 entry. A classic.

Meanwhile, back in 2005, to honor the opening of the new South Coast Casino tonight, I proceeded on to run from home to the new casino. The 12-mile round trip took me by some horse farms and along Haven St., where my 5-yr-old fat cat was adopted and named. Except for some stomach discomfort brought on by a 32-oz Soy Latte, the run went well. The icing on the run were the 20 Marlboro packs I found along the way. That's a record for running but far short of the inconceivable 52 packs found on a Thanksgiving Day bike ride a few years ago.

Listened to the Sabres 10-game winning streak end tonight. You can't win them all.

Now I'm reading The Journey of Crazy Horse, a biography of the great Lakota  warrior from the Indians point of view. He missed Lewis & Clark by about 40 years.

  

1 comment:

Anonymous said...

Your instructions worked well as you can see by being able to add my comments.Glad hip etc.is are in good working order again.Susan and Mickey come Monday for five days,hope to visit Chuck.Susan hasnt seen Tiffies two kids,looking forward to that.Have office party today.I have been promised sparkling grape juice and shrimp.Also cookies,dips and all the other Christmas goodies.Yes,there will be a gym workout tomorrow morning.Monday is a day off for most working stiffs so may try forAM skiing.By noon it will be like D-day invasion.Lots of people with time off and new skis.Thanks for your nice card and gifts waiting to be opened.No cats here so still intact. Padre