As soon as I got onto the trail today, I happned to join a 5K in progress (the Senior Challenge). It was a bunch of pretty good lookin' old guys. I ran with a couple of guys who were probably in their mid 60's. Their course ended only about 3/4 of a mile into my run. Then they were setting up a film shoot down "alligator park" (it's where you can score some meth or spot the pedefiles/flashers on a pretty regular basis). Two big vans filled with top-of-the-line camera equipment, camera dolleys, sound equipment. My guess is, they were using the area because it's pretty and by the river with a clear view of Mt. Timp. Obvioulsy they were filiming something major--it was a serious production. I wish I could have stayed to ask and see what was up. Since yesterday, I keep thinking about Michelle, McKenzie, Kellie and Marion wrestling that pig into the barrel at Payson Onion Days on Labor Day weekend. To begin with, I have a real attraction to kitchy home-spun city days (ie: Coon-Dog days in Franklin, NC ). I may just have to go witness those girls get that pig into the barrel for myself. Michelle wants to win the $200 prize, Marion is worried she'll lose her shorts in the process. I would give money to see either. Ahh, the spectacle of rodeo events. It's moments like these that make me wonder if whoever invented the term 'white supremecy' was trying to be ironic. My back is still a little sore, but a lot better. I have my long run w/ Cath tommorrow. We'll try it and see how it goes the rest of Saturday. TGIF. | 