Now while my lips are living
Their words must stay unsaid,
And will my soul remember
To speak when I am dead?

Yet if my soul remembered
You would not heed it, dear
For now you must not listen,
And then you could not hear.

Nothing like starting your day with a little Sara Teasdale, right?

Last night I made my return to the dart scene at Alley Cats after taking a break for over a month.

And despite the rust me and my partner Nancy managed a 1st Place finish…

Coincidentally, two years ago I also won a dart tourney…

…in Bangkok. It seems a lot longer ago than that, but I reckon Facebook doesn’t lie. Much.

Speaking of Facebook, one of the Sausage Walkers posted some more photos so I hope you will indulge me if I post them here.

Heading on up….

Posing for pictures at the summit…

I like this one because it captures my vape cloud nicely….

Preparing for our lunch break…

…then heading back down…

…to the beach…

…upon which we walked it on in to Cheap Charlie’s for some cold refreshing beers after our sweaty journey.

Life is good! Mostly.

I keep forgettin’ we’re not in love anymore
I keep forgettin’ things will never be the same again
I keep forgettin’ how you made that so clear
I keep forgettin’, darlin’