I am pretty amazed. After being sick and not running in a week, I pulled out 14 miles today. And I felt good. I could have gone the full 15, but I somehow got off course and missed a mile. Not sure how that happened. It felt like 15 miles. I ran from Town Lake to Far West and back.I like to use my workout time, when I'm alone running or walking, to come up with my comedy sets. I'd meant to bring my digital voice recorder along on my run today so I could record my thoughts on my set, but I forgot. Need to remember to execute on this brilliant idea next week. For now, I have to resort to jotting down my notes while waiting for Juanita to make my taco.
Tonight I was a double threat with my magic jeans and FMPs. Or so I thought. My friend Hope had a wine glass painting party. I'm ridiculously uncrafty when it comes to stuff like this. I can look at art and describe it and tell you what I like and I can tell a Raphael from a Da Vinci from a Botticelli or if it's a Rembrandt or Michaelangelo or Picasso or Van Gogh or a Monet vs. a Manet. But actually creating something artful, like a wine glass? Well, I suck. SEE????
The party served as way to celebrate my friend Shelli's birthday, and then we headed to Deep Eddy Cabaret. Don't let the name fool you. It's a dive bar. No cabaret action happening. And not the scene for my magic jeans and FMPs. But after a while, we got bored and went to Shelli's house to play her favorite game, Apples to Apples. I gotta tell ya, I love that game, too.
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