A valley hike with the Wednesday Walkers group in the morning hours. A 12-1 dart league victory in the afternoon. And a lonely bar crawl in the evening. That’s the way I roll these days.

The hike was not the one I envisioned when I suggested we tread on ground that is impassable during rainy season. But one turn led to a different direction and unintended locations. Nothing wrong with that, it’s all part of the adventure. Photos later in this post.

Our victory against the It Doesn’t Matter team was not unexpected–they are one of the weaker teams in the league. Fun group of gals though and we had a lot of fun whilst kicking their asses. That’s what it is all about. I stopped into IDM at the end of my bar crawl and took some good-natured ribbing from owner Bob, whose wife was one of the victimized.

I still haven’t got my bar mojo back though. Being a failure at love makes bargirl interactions more depressing than fun these days. But I’ll get over it eventually. If not, I can always be the stereotypical lonely old guy sitting by himself and drinking his sorrows away. Like a character in a Hemingway short story.

Anyway, I’m not complaining about this life I have chosen. It is what it is and I’m glad to have it. To the photos then:

Well it’s all right, riding around in the breeze

Well it’s all right, if you live the life you please

Well it’s all right, doing the best you can

Well it’s all right, as long as you lend a hand