So, let’s KETCHUP**.

Most men and women lead lives at the worst so painful, at the best so monotonous, poor, and limited that the urge to escape, the longing to transcend themselves if only for a few moments, is and has always been one of the principal appetites of the soul.”

Aldous huxley

It was back to Palm Tree last evening for some dinner and beers. I had the fried chicken which was okay, but nothing worth writing home blogging about. Still, the beer was cold and plentiful:

And as usual, this was the view I enjoyed while I imbibed:

Caught a trike home and as we headed up the road towards my place I was thinking that this underpowered scooter was not going to make it up that last big hill. Through the skill or will of the driver, we did, in fact, make it all the way to the top. Good job!

The rain held off until late in the night when I was awakened by some fierce thunder and lightning. But this morning when I looked outside, all was well:

A pleasant dog walk under blue skies this morning was refreshing. I’ve had to re-chart the daily thirty-minute routes from the new starting point, but the dogs aren’t complaining.

After walking the dogs, I treated myself to breakfast at Sit-n-Bull.

When I got home from breakfast, my helper advised that Lucky had run away. She was taking him out for a pee break, but before she could attach the chain he took off. She chased after him and finally found him waiting to be let back into the house. The house I used to live in. He’s never been too bright, but I still love him. Maybe some drunken night I’ll wind up back there pounding on the door to be let in. I hope not!

Probably the most interesting thing, if interesting is the right word, to happen in my little cocoon was hearing from a woman who had not said a word to me for several months. She has a new name and a new Facebook profile. When she first contacted me I had no clue as to who she was and almost deleted her (as I do most strangers who contact me on social media). Something made me hesitate and then I figured out who she was. Yikes! I thought we’d both left those flirtatious days in the past. Well, I definitely have. No interest in getting involved emotionally or otherwise with a married woman. I do wish her well, of course. I don’t know why people choose to stay in an unhappy and unhealthy relationship. Regardless, I’m not going to be an escape hatch either. See how much I’ve learned in just a few short months?

It’s Hash Monday, so time for me to prepare. A Hasher from Angeles, Two Bottles, is the Hare. I’ve done a couple of his trails in the past, so I expect something of a challenge. Of course, me and the “sane” group will make adjustments as necessary. I’ll tell you how it goes tomorrow.

*MUSTARD: More Useless Situations That Are Really Dumb

**KETCHUP: Keep Expecting Things Change However Universally Pointless

(Alright, I admit the above references are extremely convoluted even by my low standards. My intent is to not have duplicate blog post titles, and that’s getting harder after more than sixteen years of writing LTG. And once I had come up with the “MUSTARD” reference (which pretty accurately describes this post AND my life, my love of puns required that I follow up with “KETCHUP.” At least I held the MAYO! *ahem*