Monday, October 24, 2005

My how our city loves our President! This was posted on an empty storefront along with a few other flyers. I can't tell what city is in the background, but I do see a few grave markers, and think Bush might be encased in a barrel of oil. But you can draw from it what you like. No opinions here except for "nice plywood."
Jogging
I decided to try jogging/walking this evening. Everything went pretty well until the end of my session. I was walking back up my street to my apartment, and had to spit--as one sometimes has to do when jogging--so I got this big gob of saliva ready and hocked it out...right onto the cord of my headphones! It was a long, thick dangler. So I wiped it up as fast as I could with my sweatshirt, and when I looked back up, I saw my new neighbor standing on the steps having a smoke. I don't think he saw my dribbling oops, so I walked up and said hello. He said his girlfriend would love to have someone to workout with. I'm sure by "someone" he didn't mean Igor the jogging drooly. At least I didn't hurt myself. Although I did find a spider crawling on me when I got back into the apartment. Imagine if I had spit on myself and realized I had a spider on me at the same time?














