And so, here we are, another week of summer come and gone. Another good week of summer, at that!
Monday I was brutally reminded of why I want to leave Wyoming. Not to complain– most days I love working outside– but the prevailing 40-50mph windspeeds on Monday just made things pretty miserable. And then there were the 70mph gusts. I swear I’ve had less trouble standing while drunk…
I still haven’t found my wallet, yet. Which is to say that I still haven’t accepted the reality that my wallet got ripped off and it’s gone forever. C’mon. I hosted the party for crying out loud. Who steals the host’s wallet? Honestly. I suppose I’ll buy a new one, one of these days. In the mean time, my only form of identification is a poorly crafted fake id (my good fakes were in my wallet). Good lord.
I got a haircut Wednesday night. Accordingly, my ears and the now-exposed skin around my ears were cooked to a tender red over the last few days. At least my hair is short again!
Speaking of which, it’s a sure sign that I’m getting older– I went, entirely of my own volition, and purchased sunscreen and put it on. That, my friends, is a sure sign of maturity!
I went to the drive-in theatre in Fort Collins with Sean and Dan Peterson to see Mr. & Mrs. Smith. The movie was thoroughly entertaining, and the drive-in experience was a lot of fun as well. God, Fort Collins is WONDERFUL.
Tonight I’m headed up to Veadeawoo for some backpacking, and just … time with myself, the trees, and the rocks– the closest thing to a “spiritual” experience that a regretful atheist can achieve, from my experience.
And that’s about it. Sean and I helped out with the neighborhood highway clean-up this morning, which was entirely too early since we didn’t get back till 1:30 or so this morning. But, well, what better thing to do with a beautiful Saturday morning?
Enjoy your respective weekends. Until next time.