On Sunday we'll meet at the Waterfront Starbucks - in the middle of what some cynical marketer named "Waterfront Town Square" - you know, the center of every village where can be found ye olde Gap and Victoria's Secret. I think that the plan is to head over on the new path past Sandcastle, beyond the eagle's nest, wherever that will take us. And a run-to-the-run starts at 6:30 from the entrance to Blue Slide Park on Beechwood.
Last week was frigid and windy, but no problem for our intrepid group. Have hotties will travel! (Being hotties is another story.) Heading through the strip on Penn Ave., down the Convention Center winding water walkway (sadly not flowing), over the choppy grey river twice, to the Point and past all the cutesy Xmas huts in Market Square, all through dahntahn and back to La Prima where our hearts were broken by the emptiness of the mele trays. But we filled up with Q and A:
- Guess who has a tattoo?
- Babies - better than running for meeting friends? How did the ones raised in the 80's survive their life-threatening cribs and hazardous tiny Fisher-Price people?
- Are nuts the fountain of life? Does Jane Brody know all the answers?
- Can we all get standing desks?
- How did we ever find buses before Tiramisu and Google Maps?
- Is Homeland turning a corner? Is NipTuck getting too weird?
- Should we all learn Bhangra? Huge fun but likely hell on the knees. Is fun worth it?
- Did you watch the Bhangra video? It's fabulous! Is this one better: the Russian Police Choir doing a cover for Daft Punk's Get Lucky? Let's vote next week -
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