It’s been a good week of woodsy walking (AKA hiking). However, I did take today off to tend to my husbandly and Cul-De-Sac-Shack responsibilities and give my feet a rest after 11 straight days of hiking, but I currently sit on 17.35 miles in my feet over four days with two days left to hit my self-imposed 25 miles goal. [You say days a LOT, maybe read more, get a better vocab – ed.]
The weeks lumbers were a mixed bag of warm sunny fall days and wintry-looking ones with dark skies and rain. On the bright side, on Wednesday, there was a steady drizzle coming down, and outside of a woman I saw about a quarter mile into the hike, I had the park all to myself.
Despite the woods getting increasingly bare of leaves and less photogenic, I took a few photos along my walks with everything from my old-ass Canon s95 pocket camera to my Nikon Zeds.
I know this is a shit post that wasn’t needed, but I got stuff to do.
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Later.
SOILED SOUNDS TRACK VIDEO OF THE POST:
Little too busy today to wax poetic about some random song that I am surely the only fan of, so here is a video of the same ilk by a band I recently posted about, Spiritual Cramp. I mentioned the video in the post, but with the powers vested in me by blowing dog knows how many thousands of dollars on music in my lifetime, I deem it worthy of its own post. And I got nothing else.
The energy in this performance never fails to get me up skanking around the living room like no 51-year-old man should, terrorizing the hell out of the dogs with my one-man mosh pit.
Which being a morbidly obese kid starving for attention whilst flunking every class but art, I would surely oblige and skank my chubby ass down the hall, bringing much joy to Scott and assuring that I wouldn’t have a girlfriend for a few more years. It was WORTH it!
Speaking of kids, the kid on the side of the stage dancing in the vid is fucking legendary!! Cheers kid! And cheers, Scott; I think he’s out in the Denver area these days doing art shit these days.