Intruder!

I came home to a hot apartment and everything seemed normal. As usual, the afternoon sun did its usual thing and the temperature was ten degrees warmer than it was outside. I opened up the windows a bit more, turned on the fan, and saw the intruder. A big fuckin' hornet somehow found its way into my humble abode. I hope he enjoyed his stay, because it was up to me to take care of it.

Approach #1: shoo it out of my apartment.
Rationale: Hornets have a positive value in the ecosystem. I can't tell you what that is right now, but I assume taking its life would be of no help to anything.
Drama: After it circled the apartment and came towards me, I swung my shirt at it to shoo it out of the apartment, but wound up throwing my shirt at my aquarium while the hornet flew back to the windows.
Success: None

Approach #2: stun it with a tennis racket and sweep it into the hallway.
Rationale: I'll knock it out and move it out of my apartment so it can shake off the stun and fly away.
Drama: The hornet hung out between the blinds and the window for a few minutes, occassionally it would grip the adjusting wands and try to sting it. I guess the wands did the hornet wrong some how.
Success: When the fucker came flying towards me again, I gave it a forehand and sent it flying. I didn't know where it went, but I could hear the wings buzzing. Assuming it was flying around looking for something to sting, I sheepishly stepped out of the apartment. When I located it, it flew on to my bedroom door. It was just sitting there, so I took the frame of my racket and gave it a little crack. It fell to the ground and swept it into the hallway.

Unfortunately, the webcam viewer tuned into too late to see it. The fact that this was the most interesting event of my day tells you something about how the day went.

4 Miles...good fun

My running mission today was to get through four miles today with as little pain as possible. From the start, I realized that it wasn't going to happen, but I wanted to finish the run anyway. I jogged the first mile, felt a bit too sore, and took a seat in the grass to stretch. After that, I ran two more miles at an easy pace. The soreness either went away, of I got used to it. Before the last mile, I slowed down my really slow jog to a walk and gathered my thoughts for a few seconds. The last mile featured me pushing myself harder than usual with a sprint to cap it off. The legs were sore as usual, but I didn't feel like I had been whipped in the back of the leg repeatedly. I did draw something from this run, though. I didn't feel like I ran hard enough. I recovered my breath fairly quickly and as I type this, I don't feel worn out at all. I guess I'm trying to take it easy on the legs, but the rest of my body is craving a harder run. I take that as a good sign. Perhaps the marathon attempt may happen after all.

The last paragraph probably put you to sleep, so I'll highlight the interesting things I saw.
- A dog in a carrier being pulled by his master. The dog barked at everybody jogging by. I'm not sure if the dog was threatened, or just happy to see people, but it was funny to see.
- As usual, two rollerbladers who looked like they were about to fall off the face of the earth if they hit a bump or a crack.
- A fat, tall, bald man without a shirt rolled his khaki shorts up into this thighs and groin area. I was disgusted two (2) times.
- Hot Chicks....both thin and shapely.

The Girl Got Re-routed
The Girl just called me from Minneapolis. Her flight to Milwaukee via Detroit got re-routed to Minneapolis. That makes for a longer and hectic day...not to mention an unprepared flight over this volatile midwest weather. I'm going to crack open a beer for her getting back home safe.

The Brewers are hanging with the Braves right now. I just may have another beer for a total of two (2) in honor of that, too!

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