All packed up and ready to roll

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I actually don’t even like Angeles City. Still, after a year of being stuck at home, a weekend getaway to sin city is something to look forward to.

It felt good to drag the suitcase out from under the bed and fill it up in anticipation of a much needed change in scenery.

I guess I’ll find out soon enough what I forgot to pack. I literally just now got up and grabbed my hiking shoes. They won’t fit in the suitcase but I’m going to need them regardless.

I prevailed in my singles league match last night. Barely. I was disappointed that I threw as inconsistently as I did, but felt fortunate that I played just well enough to eke out a victory.

Nancy played her heart out though. I’m sure she felt like it was a missed opportunity, but I told her afterward that her game has really improved over the course of the season, and that’s what the league is all about.

Facebook reminded me today that 8 years ago I was making my debut as a darter on television. Well, I was in the background on a local news station story about a dart tournament in Augusta, Georgia. But, still.

Those were the days my friend, we thought they’d never end…

Got home early last night. How early? Earlier enough to see the sunset from my balcony. I can’t remember the last time that happened.

I do love my view here. I hope my landlady comes to her senses so I won’t have to move.

Did an abbreviated hike this morning with the Friday walkers. Only four of us out today as everyone seems to be saving their energy for the big weekend in Angeles. Still got a 6K trail in, mostly on My Bitch.

My hike mates worshiping at the altar of Mother Mary.
A beautiful day with a nice valley view.
Had the guys over to the house for some lunch and beers afterward.

I seem to be having some trouble with my eyes.

I could not remember this gal from the Hash so I asked Scott if he knew her name. Turns out she is a he. Man, I hate when that happens.

Perhaps I need to have a Rule #2.

Speaking of rules, I’ve been reminding myself to strictly adhere to Rule #1: Don’t be a sucker.

This might help. I’ll keep practicing.

Alright, that’s it from here for now. Time to head on down the highway to the City of Angels. Well, the gals I’ve met there ain’t angels, but you know what I mean.

Hmm. Rule #3?

2 thoughts on “All packed up and ready to roll”

  1. I think there’s potential for a whole list of John Mac’s Rules for Living in the PI. (I was thinking of translating Rule #1 into French, for the tee design, so as to minimize the potential for confrontations.)

    “at the alter of Mother Mary”

    Oh, noes! You spelled “eke” right, but what happened to “altar”?

    I envy the folks who got to eat your fried chicken. Homemade or ordered in?

    The good news is that no one fell into a pit, thank Jeebus.

  2. Yikes, I do know the difference, just a brainfart I guess. I’ve altared it now. *ahem*

    The fried chicken was homemade, but my helper did the cooking. I didn’t even realize it made the photo. I took the pic because Jim had just told us that his girlfriend thinks the whole purpose of our hikes is to give us an excuse to drink. Obviously, she’s wrong about that. We don’t need any excuse!

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