What's My Scene?

And another thing
I've been wondering lately
Oh, baby, tell me
Where have you been?

 

-Hoodoo Guns

 

I went on a tour of the homes of crappy American beers.  I was Milwaukee short of the trifecta.  First I went to St. Louis (didn’t run or visit the casino) and then Denver (ran once).  I only ran for 2 miles because it was hot, at altitude, and I just didn’t feel like doing much.  Here’s a list of other things that have happened since the marathon

 

• I ran one mile on a treadmill in St. Louis (different trip, did visit the casino)
• Aaron Hernandez got himself arrested.  You would think if you signed a contract paying you $8 million per year you could wake up each morning and decide “not gonna kill anyone today”.  But, of course, Bill Belichek saw this coming and planned ahead by signing Little Baby Jesus to be his backup quarterback tight end. 
• Runs of 2 and 3 miles outside in Houston
• I went to Supercuts and got a lower-case bad haircut.  But more importantly, while I was there, they announced on the radio that Twinkies were returning to the shelves.  A cheer erupted.  I exaggerate not.  Erupted.