Jude's back from LA and while we're both knackered it's nice being able to hang out together again.
We have two friends with us at the moment - travelling the world through countries that don't threaten 'Intestinal Issues" at every turn --> and having rather a good time of it.
Today I got up - headed for the gym, 5 lbs lighter than I have been, ran some, lifted some thing that would happily have stayed static and then ran home in time to join 'the ladies' in a canoe.
8 miles along the Huron, one swim and lunch at a Dexter steakhouse later we're back. Jude's off to run for a while and then we're heading out to see Bill Maher... lefty comedian with a penchant for young ladies and a tendency to falter when not surrounded by cue cards and the pillow busom of his writers... or not. I like him a lot. Sure he looks a lot like an aged Thunderbird pilot but there's still enough tension in his bow to make the arrows that hit the big old target that is the Bush administration sting some.
Wow that was a dreadful old sentence.
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