the walking/bike trail was interesting today. I walked three miles for the first time this year. It wasn't too bad but my mind wandered terribly. Not a good thing when you share the path with bicycles. Most will at least warn me when the come around. Some just assume i wont stagger into their path. Foolish people.
There was a traffic jam on the path as well. Okay not a traffic jam but it was the most people I have ever seen. It was seven am so I guess we all were trying to avoid the heat that surely arrived a couple of hours later.
I saw for the first time cigarette butts on the trail. Somebody was smoking as they walked along. That is an interesting contradiction. The water in the creek was discolored for some reason. Not the usual brown, not a color like clothes dye or anything, just a kind of cloudy almost but not quite green, It was strange. I suppose it is because the college is building a new dorm near the creek. Cement would account for that shade I suppose.
Anyway it was an interesting walk. All my old friends seemed to be there. I noticed something about the old man who takes the chubby white dog into the fenced in tennis courts to play fetch.
The old man throws the stick, the dog goes to the stick then runs walks off with it. The old man moves to where the dog laid the stick and throws it again. The dog walks to the stick picks it up and walks off again. Every time the dog lays the stick down, the old man walks to it, then throws it again. I think that the old man is skinny because he walked to the stick and the dog is chubby because he doesn't take it back to the old man. Somebody needs to explain the rules of fetch to those two. Calling the dog whisperer,
There was a traffic jam on the path as well. Okay not a traffic jam but it was the most people I have ever seen. It was seven am so I guess we all were trying to avoid the heat that surely arrived a couple of hours later.
I saw for the first time cigarette butts on the trail. Somebody was smoking as they walked along. That is an interesting contradiction. The water in the creek was discolored for some reason. Not the usual brown, not a color like clothes dye or anything, just a kind of cloudy almost but not quite green, It was strange. I suppose it is because the college is building a new dorm near the creek. Cement would account for that shade I suppose.
Anyway it was an interesting walk. All my old friends seemed to be there. I noticed something about the old man who takes the chubby white dog into the fenced in tennis courts to play fetch.
The old man throws the stick, the dog goes to the stick then runs walks off with it. The old man moves to where the dog laid the stick and throws it again. The dog walks to the stick picks it up and walks off again. Every time the dog lays the stick down, the old man walks to it, then throws it again. I think that the old man is skinny because he walked to the stick and the dog is chubby because he doesn't take it back to the old man. Somebody needs to explain the rules of fetch to those two. Calling the dog whisperer,
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