Not a week after I write about my betrothed trail, do I get this big steaming pile of camel turd: That, ladies and gentlemen, is what they’re gonna do to my number one, wifey, go-to trail. A boardwalk. Right smack dab in the middle of my tranquility locale. My home away from home. Where my brain goes to rest theta style for a while, while my stems do all the.. Read More
#30daysofnewthings: inadvertent novelty ‘n signs
“Ashley,” I replied to the gentleman beside me, asking my name. I think he thought I was lying. We had both come to the same park and were having a chat through the windows of our cars. Although he’d invited me out to go feed some birds two feet away at the water, I was about to go on a run. So I told him I might swing by when.. Read More