Training Log Archive: CleverSky

Not everything is as farfetched as you might think. 873, 830, unbelievable.

There are some similarities between starting a car with a clutch on a hill, and landing a hang glider. Kind of a baby bear deal. I wonder if I should try and keep track of the Rumsfeld categories. I had forgotten about Stephen on my shoulders, but I'm pleased that it made an impression. Coming attractions: trail running?

Some writers use no punctuation, but these days, the punctuation can contain more information than the actual text. I remember a meal being an exclamation with (at least feigned) outrage. The specific supposed implication is absent here, but the significance could still be... well, significant. Do you like iPhones? How about them iPhones!

Chocolate? Chocolate? Surely more a matter of coincidence than perceptiveness, but it's also not, well, you know.

The youth of today are amazed that in the past, a child's birthday was commemorated with a ceremonial flogging. I believe that when volleying for the serve in volleyball, it has to go over the net three times to count, but they may have changed all that. Pull this change needs serious rethinking, too pink as it stood; sweet and twenty had two paths, but maybe they can be unified, and reckless dust seems straightforward enough, but it has to actually happen.

Funny how when the primary object looms too closely to really focus on, and there are distracting glints around, the strange parallel brings up the wild card. Weather forecasting starts to come into play. And it doesn't look that great, but what can you expect for January? Mysterious belt buckles, though, remember?

There are various reasons why someone might leave their car unlocked with the keys in it. One might live on an island and know that a thief would have no hope of getting away. Another might feel that the car is a liability and hope that it will get stolen. Or one could live in a quiet place where the chances of someone coming into the yard are very low. I suppose it's even possible that a distinctive enough car would be impossible to fence, or as in the case of a car I used to own, that it was simply too complicated to operate. I don't know how all of these various people would react if the car were actually missing.

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A very bad dream about a piano? Would I have learned to play Paul Simon songs on it? "Goin' Home" would definitely have been an inferior title. But it's all SD cards now, Paul. In any case, I'm definitely not looking for that sort of pseudosymmetry.

Around the western Quest block. I hadn't anticipated that the residential roads (up to the split) would be sand. I had anticipated that I'm deep in yahoo territory, and that does seem to be the case. Visiting is reasonable, but I fervently hope I never have to live in a place like this. Warm muggy late afternoon.