Fiona above, demonstrating what it feels like to live with four dogs. Pictures and thousands of words and all that. Yep.We're deep in spring here in Pennsylvania. Wet and green. A few things...
I'd like to thank the kids and teachers of Solebury School (esp Lauren Janis and Scott Eckstein) who made feel so welcome on Friday when I spent some time with them. We talked about "real life" to fiction and other scary prospects.
What else? I ran the Broad Street Run in Philly a few weeks ago. Context: this is a 10-mile run. I haven't run 10 miles since Fort Eustis, more than fifteen years ago. Still, 10 miles isn't the end of the world, or so I told myself. Easy to train for. Except for the whole popping out of the shoulder while skiing incident this winter, which kept me from training for anything. Still, I'm stubborn like that, so showed up for the run anyway. And finished! In just under 2 hours. Couldn't walk for the rest of the week, but what the hell.
And speaking of Fort Eustis...yeah, I was planning on going to this, and who knows perhaps I'll still be able to make it, but at the moment it doesn't look good. Really bummed. As said above, it's been 15 years, and I haven't been back since. Fingers crossed. But if I don't make it this year, will absolutely be there next year.
And the title of this post? This was a quote I heard on All Things Considered the other day, an interview with a kid hitchhiking in Texas. He said the best tool in hitchhiking is a smile. Ain't that the truth. Keep it in mind. We all gotta stick our thumb out sooner or later.
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Oh yeah, important update: the mighty Hypothermia returns! Day after Thanksgiving. Somewhere near Clinton, NJ. Stay tuned.
