Mid-week Index
- A tiny little kid high-fived me as I finished my last lap around Jamaica Pond tonight.
- I really, really, really wish this Julia Child movie didn’t include a blogging theme.
- On my ride home down the Southwest Corridor, I saw a couple who had tossed their bikes aside onto the grass and were rolling around smooching.
Kind of reminded me it is, in fact, summer. - Speaking of my ride home, a dude cut me off whose truck was wearing one of those “LOOK OUT FOR MOTORCYCLES AND SHARE THE ROAD OR WHATEVER” stickers. I was about to get huffy but when I caught up to him at the intersection, I found him singing along to “Mister Jones” at the bleeding top of his lungs, and what kind of a person could stay mad at that?
- Eating Meat for the Environment
- Ate my first fresh tomato of the season, simply wedged up with salt and pepper. Slicing it felt like I was cutting through clay; very firm. I can’t wait for the messy late-summer ones.
Buon giorno, principesa!