Monday, August 22, 2011

What? Like a Panther!

Oh believe me, its rural. They already know their neighbours, for example. Also they have a fruit tree. And a basement.
Just picked the freshly grown skin off my knee that I scraped up on the Night When I Tripped In The Dark At The Back Door.
Can't believe Jack Layton is dead. I kind of wish he could have been prime minister first. What a legend in the mustache. I honestly can't remember a time when I wasn't aware of Jack L. in the back of my brain.
Anyway I'm signed up to climb a small mountain tomorrow. Today I ran 1/2 hour. Got thighs like Mr. T

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