10 observations about Michael's Day

As I was working out, the other girl in the Running Rats Acres gym was watching Wild On E. There's no reason why this show exists. The show is not:
1. A travel show
2. Girls gone wild, though it's trying.
3. Entertaining.

Running Rats Acres seems to have a pervasive smell outside. That smell is Van DeKamp Beanie Weenie.


Rugby players are hot.

It's nice that Rugby players feel comfortable enough to strip on the sidelines and change into their civilian clothes. (and let's hear it for jockstraps!)

It's always a good thing when you're introverted, go to a game where you know only one person, and can't talk to him because he's coaching. If I had been more outgoing, I might have gone to the bar, afterwards, but it didn't feel right.

For some reason I feel I must spend sometime each weekend driving a long distance. Since the rugby match was in Galveston, I can say this has been done.

Galveston really never recovered from the storm of 1900. There's some really nice areas, but most of it, is really pretty poor. Besides, as a beach, it's not a pretty one.

I walked down the seawall after the game for a while. About two miles. I'm sunburned again.

Football players are also hot, but they don't show them naked on TV. Yea! football season!

The bathroom here at my apartment is clean now. That's my exciting evening. You can come over now.