I’m getting ready to go out of town again, this time to the wilds of Warm Springs, Georgia. You will undoubtedly not be shocked to read that I still need to pack. Because I am behind schedule I am giving myself a day off from my daily chores, with the exception of part of my German homework which needs to be submitted by tomorrow evening. So there will be no riding, walking, or running, unless of course I feel especially chipper after setting up camp later this afternoon.
Riddle Me This
Q: What do you call a person who instigates an outing and then doesn’t show?
A: ITP-Reader Steve.
Heeeeeey oooooooh!
Steve, I heard why you couldn’t make it and understand. But, I wouldn’t be a complete asshole if I didn’t tease you about it, now would I. Here’s a sampling of what you missed:
Dan Dan Noodles with Ground Pork
Rice
Twice-cooked Pork
Bamboo Fish
Spicy Shredded Beef
Delicious! Or as they say in Germany Lecker!
It was also a beautiful night to sit outside on the Deck Mahal and shoot the shit with ITP-Reader Barb, Allan, and Sal.
I was home in time to eat a little Talenti gelato to sooth my burning mouth and watch the Falcons beat the Buccaneers. It’s a good thing that the NFL shows their games on “normal” television in the home cities for games played on Monday and Thursday nights for cord cutters like me.
ITP Flickr Pic
“Fat Tire Ride” (Atlanta, Georgia, United States)
I didn’t have time for a “proper” road ride yesterday, so I took to the streets (as well a few off-road sections) on my mountain bike. My mountain bike is nearly sixteen years old and is heavy; however, it still works quite nicely! I wound up riding about 12.5 miles yesterday, including a fun little off-road section that I never knew existed, in a little over an hour.
A Day Of Seconds
After my “ramble” I cleaned myself up, packed a small cooler of beer, and headed OTP North to Sandy Springs.
But first, I needed some lunch and decided to head to Cobb Parkway and eat with the neon-cladded people who are constructing the Braves’s new stadium at the Chinese buffet. It was a toss up between that and a huge platter of chicken wings and fries at Clay’s Sports Cafe on Roswell Road. Later that day I found that I made the right choice, because Clay’s has closed; their website mentions temporarily closing but that was in July. Discovery of their closure comes as bizarre news to me because Clay’s was always packed every time I ate lunch there.
From lunch I drove down to Sandy Springs Lefont Theater and saw my second movie this year, “A Man Called Ove”. The theater has been “remodeled” in as much as they replaced the old seating with newer luxury reclining seating, but they still haven’t figured out how to replace the people around me who chat and chew their popcorn loudly. “Idiots!”, as Ove would declare. As one does I enjoyed the book more than the movie, but was still brought to a tear or two at certain parts. (side note: this was probably not the best choice of movies for me given the week I’ve had, but I really wanted to see it) In a lot of ways watching the movie was like reading the book again because the dialog was in Norwegian so I had to read the English subtitles to follow along.
I had about an hour to kill after the movie before heading over to Barb’s house, so I stopped at the sports complex on Terrill Mill and walked around it a few times. I racked up two miles in 45 minutes. After a big lunch and an anticipated sizable dinner with beer I needed the second round of exercise as well.
Let’s End This
This week is not going to go down in my annals as one of my favorites, mostly for things not discussed in the blog. Yes Virginia, there are some things I don’t mention in electronic ink. I’m ready to hit the road and get away from it all, until I am reminded of how not “away from it all” I am when Park Maintenance starts cleaning their tennis courts with a leaf blower at 8am tomorrow.
I hope that you have a memorable weekend.
Cheers,
Paulie [eatl/ga]
I was quite pissed not to be able to join you last night. We had a circuit failure Wednesday morning and the backup kicked in and all was good. When the primary came back online and we started running on it again, something in the route table didn’t reset back. After 3 hours on a call, we hatched a plan for repair which was executed last night at 10:30. I do love my job, just not when it gets in the way of my social life!
When I got home and finished my delicious Wendyburger for dinner, we watched the recorded CMA awards. A great opening with current stars singing hits from the last 50 years (I recognize old country).
I have only seen these on FB, but try and find 2 commercials in honor of the Cubs win- Budweiser, using Harry Carey recordings, and Nike, with a little kid dreaming while playing by himself in the sandlot. Both really touching.
Enjoy the camp out.
-FP
Dang if I’m not craving Chinese food now. Snot.
It’s probably worse today Stacy since the version of that photo I uploaded to Instagram was very dark. When I was done editing the photo this morning I thought “Damn, that looks good!”
Good times last night.
I found out this morning the last day for our insurance open enrollment has been pushed to next week Friday – not today!!!
I’ve been so busy, I’ve had no time to go thru & update & probably chance some things.
Allan decided to show the FB world my bursitis elbow (also known as elbow cancer because of Dean). I made an appt to get it drained Monday morning, as the anti-inflamatory doesnt’ seem to be doing anything.
A co-worker told me about her husband having this happen, but his drained into his forearm giving him a Popeye arm – I sooooo don’t want that to happen, so I’m getting it drained as soon as possible.
Steve- we can re-schedule – you know we can dine on some TC anytime.
It looked like Barb was smuggling a ping pong ball in her elbow.
If you do it next week there is a good chance you can do it without me because my only free night as of now is Wednesday. Busy unemployed Paulie…
Just saw this story about a really old elm tree in Charlotte, Vermont.
http://www.mnn.com/earth-matters/wilderness-resources/stories/largest-slippery-elm-tree-vermont-dutch-elm-disease
I may have cycled passed it as Charlotte is where my Vermont journey started and ended.