Confessions of a Former Drag Queen: Tuesday

So Tuesday, Mad and I walked differently than usual. After work and school, we spent sometime with Mad's aunt and these two guys. . .

Meet Greg and Tom. We spent the better part of the afternoon with them.

We walked a bit on this path.

Here's a different picture of the path. . . More on this walk later!

Once home, I figured I needed to put in another 2 miles. Just as I was about to leave, E and I exchanged emails. Seems the fax I sent yesterday didn't arrive. In a rare show of good sense, I had actually taken the fax home with me, because it is a PowerPoint I am presenting on Friday.

Since we live close by, we agreed that I'd start walking up the Avenue and she'd drive down the Avenue and we'd meet and exchange. PP in hand, I started towards the Avenue. Now, I've never before thought of walking UP Smith. Smith, on the way DOWN, is the high bridge previously featured in these pages. UP is, in my mind, just a busy street with enough traffic to ruin a perfectly good opportunity for fresh air. That said, off I went, UP Smith.

I saw this taped to the door of a home. It says, "Winterized 10/21/2008. Please do not use!" I'm not entirely certain what that means, but I doubt that it's good.

There is a 're-use' store on Smith. I was amused to see this punching guy available. It is only now that it is occurring to me that I should have checked the price. . .

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I took a pic of a house with a 'Welcome' sign in the garden and a 'Beware of Dog' sign on the door. The contrast struck me as very funny.

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The guy who was in the driveway of this house was quite pleasant. Of course, if my tulips were this fabulous, I'd be quite pleasant as well. Aren't they pretty?

I trespassed on someone's lawn to obtain this pic of a flowering tree - I think it's a magnolia. . . (okay, technically, I didn't trespass in the criminal sense, in that no signs were posted and I wasn't told verbally - twice - to get OFF same said land. I did, however, trespass in spirit because it was such a pretty tree!)

I was kind of surprised, frankly, to see this industrial strength ashtray outside of a residence. I'd like to thank the good folks at Quitplan, the Quit Smoking Journals, and the makers of Wellbutrin for helping me quit - finally, well and truly quit. Truly a monkey off my back. And no, to those of you who are silently wondering, it has not escaped my notice that I smoked for 20 years, but D is the one who got cancer.