April 6, 2005

  • It was a cool 80 degrees for my 4 mile Dreamland run today.And there were lots of couples strolling about appreciating the scenery.(I wonder: was I part of the scenery appreciated?!)


     


    I busted my lungs a little more at the end of the run today than lately typical. I kind of like that busted feeling.Give it up, baby.Give it up.


     


    I have a mere 5 minutes left until cemetery closing now to jot these notes.I think I’ll do what I did yesterday: head downtown to the docks on the river opening outwards to the Sweet Erie Sea.You know, that’s what the first discoverers of the Great Lakes called them—“Sweet Seas”—because they believed they were actually seas filled with non-salty ‘sweet’ water.


     


    *lapse of 30 minutes*


     


    Sweet water it is.Now the breeze is a bit cooler than yesterday.And the sky a bit milkier, too.Change is just barely discernible in the air with a swing back to a more typical Midwest Spring (temp: upper 50s) due for tomorrow.


     


    My own self-conjured quote for the day:


     


    “If I had my choice of living anywhere at all, I would.”


     



    Today’s an absolutely gorgeous day on the North Coast shores of Lake. Erie.


     


    It’s the first day ofdaffodils blooming noticeably.


     


    It’s 74 degrees (if you wonder Fahrenheit or Celsius, you’re sick)with no crediblyinterspersing clouds in the sky.


     


    I ran 3+ miles in Dreamland and nearly achieved orgasm as the summer-like heat tugged at me.


     


    On the way out of Dreamland, I prevented an accident!A women driving directly behind down a hill didn’t notice that here exterior rack-mounted spare tire had swung open and to the right—making her SUV as wide as a bus about to give birth to buslets.So just before entering a narrowing traffic lane where her extended rack (no, I’m not talking about her chest) would have impacted a parked car, I stopped—stopping all traffic in both directions, flamboyantly emerged from my vehicle, and with booming vocalauthority and over-exaggerated gesticulations indicated of the impending, but avoidable, doom.Hey—that’s almost worthy of honorable mention for “the Wonder Dog Play of the Day”.


     


    And now I’m perched on a wooden dock at the mouth of the Cuyahoga River’s opening to Erie, lit andSWI (sitting while intoxicated)…by the evermore-to-me-to-be-familiar transcending Sun of ours, by the sight of disappearing and re-appearing ducks diving for underwater feastie things in the river, and by a tomorrow that, even if it isn’t projected as a precise repeat of today, is, nevertheless, still much akin metabolically to the fire in the inspired belly of Crazy Horse proclaiming that “Today is a good day to die.”.


     


    It was a cool 80 degrees for my 4 mile Dreamland run today.And there were lots of couples strolling about appreciating the scenery.(I wonder: was I part of the scenery appreciated?!)


     


    I busted my lungs a little more at the end of the run today than lately typical. I kind of like that busted feeling.Give it up, baby.Give it up.


     


    I have a mere 5 minutes left until cemetery closing now to jot these notes.I think I’ll do what I did yesterday: head downtown to the docks on the river opening outwards to the Sweet Erie Sea.You know, that’s what the first discoverers of the Great Lakes called them—“Sweet Seas”—because they believed they were actually seas filled with non-salty ‘sweet’ water.


     


    *lapse of 30 minutes*


     


    Sweet water it is.Now the breeze is a bit cooler than yesterday.And the sky a bit milkier, too.Change is just barely discernible in the air with a swing back to a more typical Midwest Spring (temp: upper 50s) due for tomorrow.


     


    My own self-conjured quote for the day:


     


    “If I had my choice of living anywhere at all, I would.”


     



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