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15 March 2010 @ 09:44 am
sunday driving  
Well, with the rain trapping me in the house Saturday, I really should have gotten some writing done, but my laziness got the better of me. All I really accomplished was picking up K. from work and going grocery shopping. Sunday, I trained my eye on the sky and as soon as the rain let up, I kissed K. goodbye while she diligently constructed cucumber sandwiches for a friend's tea party and I headed out on a bike ride.

Rode up the Schuylkill River Trail and the paved part of the Wissahickon trail, but didn't dare brave the muddy dirt trails after so much rain. About 22 miles in all. The Schuylkill River was about ready to burst it's banks, completely flooding all of the lower walkways along the trail. On the Falls Bridge, I rode by what I think was a dead beaver, although I've never seen a beaver in the area. The thing was huge, like the size of a dog. When I came back the other direction it was mysteriously gone. Animal Control working on a Sunday? Or maybe someone just rolled it off the bridge.

Getting back into town, I cursed the mobs of amateur drunks bussed in from the suburbs to fill all the bars and vomit on the sidewalks and stagger drunkenly into busy streets in honor of St. Patrick. Fortunately, I noticed one of my favorite little bars, Grace's Tavern, was nearly empty, so I locked up the bike and enjoyed a burger and some beers while reading Salinger's "Nine Stories" and listening to the 70s soul they were playing. If there's a better way pass some a cloudy afternoon on your own, I can hardly think of it.

Listening to: Nico - "These Days"
Pallaspallasathene8 on March 15th, 2010 04:17 pm (UTC)
...or maybe somebody took the beaver home to eat it.
Diary of an Ass Monkey: amd: loving the monkeyassmonkeydiary on March 15th, 2010 06:31 pm (UTC)
That really did cross my mind.... *shivers*