We have a bad case of the brain cramp going on around here today. I had to pick up Herself at the Bibleburg Interdimensional Airport at 10 p.m. last night, we didn’t hit the rack until about midnight, and neither of us slept for shit, thanks to seasonal allergies that have triggered massive tsunamis in our respective snotlockers. So this morning we both had jet lag and I didn’t even get to go anywhere.
I tried half-heartedly to pay attention to the news, which has become even more Pythonesque lately (“And now it’s time for the Medicare card in your wallet to explode.”). But I lost interest in bad imitations of good comedy and decided to ride the bike instead, shoot a little video of some of my favorite trails in Palmer Park.
Alas, that went sideways as well — the video, not the riding — and by the time I realized that my cinematography was a few Cecils short of a DeMille I’d run down the batteries in my Flip Video, so there was no take two without plugging the bugger into the iMac back at the ranch.
So I stuffed the Flip into a jersey pocket, bagged a few more trails sans video, then headed for home, where the beer is. Was. And I feel much better now, thanks. Tomorrow is another day.
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Carpe Manana! 🙂
Beer should have no present tense. It’s either ‘was’ or ‘will be’.
Wine should always be present tense.
Its Wine-thirty at our place. But that’s just a matter of our preference of beverage.
I know the feeling, it’s similar to when we want to make a GPS record of a route in Italy and somewhere along the way the battery in the thing croaks or we make a wrong turn and screw up the whole thing. No way in hell we’re going all the way back to the beginning to start over, so it ends up being “just” a nice ride ending with a beer or some of that refreshing, fizzy white wine they have on tap in so many places in Italy.
10 days and counting….
I think I’ll make it an absinthe night since I’m celebrating 41 laps around the ball of fire today. Perhaps tomorrow I’ll try Patrick’s birthday goal and knock down 41 miles- assuming the hangover isn’t too bad tomorrow.