I've been working on a new short story slowly for several weeks now. The ideas are there, but I haven't had time to sit down and work hard for any extensive amount of time.
Yesterday, my brother and I bought pairs of inline skates at a going out of business sale. They were so cheap!
Then we skated uphill to the Rose Festival Art Festival (wow!), where we couldn't wear skates (due to the glassblowers, I think). So I wandered from booth to booth, from glass to watercolors to photographs, in my bare feet.
But since it was 85 degrees yesterday, I was more than comfortable.
Then, to lunch with my father and two siblings to celebrate Dad on his special day.
And lastly, I skated home, uphill the entire way.
You use different muscles when you rollerblade than when you walk, run, or ride a bike. (Ouch.)
Leslie has a new site of sorts, with wicked twisty turns for the carnival ride lovers out there.
And it is certainly nice to see that Lance is back in the mix.
But for the most part, it has been quiet out there. My theory is that it is directly related to the heat. Sunlight makes you active, but certainly does not encourage long hours in front of a computer.
But I'm all for it. Get out, people!
Speaking of which, if any of you come to Portland sooner or later (that's Oregon), I'd be happy to sit down with you over a cup of coffee (or a soft serve cone) to talk about your recreational options.
This is a wonderous and magical place. It's a miracle I get anything written here at all...
