It’s hard to feel old when you are the proud owner of this beautiful skateboard. Thanks Lopo! Thanks Libbyllama! Thanks Bighorn! I can’t wait to peel a delicate layer of skin from my palms in honor of you.
There are lots of things to ride other than bikes, although bikes are still the best. I rode a canoe yesterday, with S’quatch, down the Wacissa river to Blue Hole. It was late in the day and the spring was cloaked in shadow so the water really looked more like a black hole, ominous and yawning below us. The water was cold and a few brisk strokes across the deep hole was enough to wake you up, get your heart pumping, and the stress just falls away.
A little bit of stress returned when I saw that S’quatch had brought the truck key along with him, loosely floating in the canoe, cleverly hidden in some trash. If you have never learned anything from this blog, learn this now. Secure the key. Better yet, leave it at the truck. Everything was fine and we returned without incident. This time.
Tomorrow I’m looking forward to an all day event at the legendary Bradfordville Blues Club
It is a fundraiser for a local alternative school called the Magnolia School, where they teach the little children well. Maybe you have heard Magnum mention it a couple of times this week? My friends’ band, Mechanical Lincoln, will also be playing so I have lots of overlapping reasons to be there. I like my reasons to overlap whenever possible.
What do you people have going on this weekend?
Maestro- cue the crickets please.