Legally of course.

Another weekend, another mountain…

…another grimace.

For the second weekend in a row I was joined by three of my co-workers on Saturday’s hike.

The Hash was postponed today so I gave myself a break to the tune of 30,000+ steps.

The most interesting thing I saw on my chosen path was this. I don’t want to get into the weeds about it, but it struck me as a metaphor for my non-existent love life. King of Hearts my ass.

And speaking of love, have any of you Facebookers ever noticed this:

Thanks for that Mark.

Anyway, life is good. My house is filled with the aroma of my forthcoming dinner.

Pot roast it is tonight. Best get after it…

In 67 days perhaps I’ll have something more interesting to blog about. Or not.