Man, I love Northern Ontario. Something about it always makes me feel like life is progressing as it should.
The trip to the island was fun ... 5 hours on the bike then the 2 hour ferry ride. The ferry was packed, but that's the joy of motorcycles - they fit anywhere.
I spent my time on the island just goofing off....looking at the water:
...playing with my two-year-old great nephew:
... and working on the challenging knitting project (five needles + two strands of yarn = a feeling similar to wrestling with an octopus):
I'm now deeply in Relax-O-Mode.
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I joined Astin and played live at the club last night. I think I slipped too deeply into Relax-O-Mode; to say I sucked is an understatement. At one point I thought to myself, "Self...what are you doing here??". That should have been my cue to pack up and get the hell out of there.
But we all know about my inability to read all but the most blatant cues. I stayed too long at the party, and got stacked when I totally misplayed my KK.
Fuck.
The trip to the island was fun ... 5 hours on the bike then the 2 hour ferry ride. The ferry was packed, but that's the joy of motorcycles - they fit anywhere.
I spent my time on the island just goofing off....looking at the water:
...playing with my two-year-old great nephew:
... and working on the challenging knitting project (five needles + two strands of yarn = a feeling similar to wrestling with an octopus):
I'm now deeply in Relax-O-Mode.
***
I joined Astin and played live at the club last night. I think I slipped too deeply into Relax-O-Mode; to say I sucked is an understatement. At one point I thought to myself, "Self...what are you doing here??". That should have been my cue to pack up and get the hell out of there.
But we all know about my inability to read all but the most blatant cues. I stayed too long at the party, and got stacked when I totally misplayed my KK.
Fuck.
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