Prairie Windmills American Road and Train
It's the end of my two days off and finally skies are clearing. Oh complain but I still know I'm lucky.
Thing these days is my hurting shin. Really puts a cramp in my style. Skateboarded a bit yesterday and made it hurt an awful lot now am icing it and previous to that had shaved it and taped it up. Will begin a regimen of ibuprofen.
Skateboarded in GREAT FALLS, at a SKATEBOARD PARK. I must remember that skateparks are not any better than a good sesh with the rail here at the post office. Even a really good one like Great Falls. If only I could get rid of all the rocks. Perhaps borrow a blower... that is possible. The problem with Great Falls was not enough open space, like all skateparks. Cram it all in there, the cities want bang for their buck.
Am bummed, quite, about this leg shin of mine. Can't do really tough stuff when it's hurting, and feel lazy and don't do a thing but eat and sit. Read a recent Michael Crighton book today. It was a press-hating book. Part of his criticism rang true, I suppose. At least it was raining so I don't feel that bad.
Saw Phil today standing by the pool bathroom, under the awning, watching the three people play in the pool. He stood there doing nothing for quite a while. Inscrutable.
Bellman auction last night. I'm going to have Jeremiah carry my water up a mountain sometime, as I put in 30 bucks for him. It was exciting. Ben and Aric did a good job MCing. Cory only got 15 dollars to Jer's 216... ouch but somebody had to start it off. Strange how dollars turned into we like you points.
Am feeling much different than at the beginning of the summer. Have nearly gotten used to all this, but then get away for a day alone and feelings change. Oh what should I get into for the next five years? Kinda feel like learning again. But feel if I can't do it alone shoudn't sign up for anything. Need to set up a scholarly program. I write that but don't feel it. Well, i do feel it but it's kind of like the feeling i have when I've eaten five eighths of the medium pizza hut deep dish and begin to realize i shouldn't eat any more but continue to shovel it in and enjoy the cheese, and the crust, and the butter in the crust.
Thing these days is my hurting shin. Really puts a cramp in my style. Skateboarded a bit yesterday and made it hurt an awful lot now am icing it and previous to that had shaved it and taped it up. Will begin a regimen of ibuprofen.
Skateboarded in GREAT FALLS, at a SKATEBOARD PARK. I must remember that skateparks are not any better than a good sesh with the rail here at the post office. Even a really good one like Great Falls. If only I could get rid of all the rocks. Perhaps borrow a blower... that is possible. The problem with Great Falls was not enough open space, like all skateparks. Cram it all in there, the cities want bang for their buck.
Am bummed, quite, about this leg shin of mine. Can't do really tough stuff when it's hurting, and feel lazy and don't do a thing but eat and sit. Read a recent Michael Crighton book today. It was a press-hating book. Part of his criticism rang true, I suppose. At least it was raining so I don't feel that bad.
Saw Phil today standing by the pool bathroom, under the awning, watching the three people play in the pool. He stood there doing nothing for quite a while. Inscrutable.
Bellman auction last night. I'm going to have Jeremiah carry my water up a mountain sometime, as I put in 30 bucks for him. It was exciting. Ben and Aric did a good job MCing. Cory only got 15 dollars to Jer's 216... ouch but somebody had to start it off. Strange how dollars turned into we like you points.
Am feeling much different than at the beginning of the summer. Have nearly gotten used to all this, but then get away for a day alone and feelings change. Oh what should I get into for the next five years? Kinda feel like learning again. But feel if I can't do it alone shoudn't sign up for anything. Need to set up a scholarly program. I write that but don't feel it. Well, i do feel it but it's kind of like the feeling i have when I've eaten five eighths of the medium pizza hut deep dish and begin to realize i shouldn't eat any more but continue to shovel it in and enjoy the cheese, and the crust, and the butter in the crust.