That Crawdad Hole
I've had an appropriately summery weekend. Stopped into NoHo on the way back home and snuck in a little hike that made me feel disgustingly hot and sweaty. I thought "maybe I should check out that swimming hole down the road" but I took a shower and backed up my computer instead. Then, on sunday, I actually went to the swimming hole with Trixie. I saw a crawdad about 3 inches long scuttling around. The swimmin' was fantastic. Its a small hole, like the one near the bridge in Alstead, but i'm sure there is room for more exploration upstream. I haven't swum in SOOOOO LONG. And to think that I've been living so close to it all this time... well i'll just gloss over that regret, since I will be living close to it still.
Then, off to the park for a picnic replete with great guac, local sodal, mushcaps, and rubber-band powered balsa planes. Tossed the frisbee around. Am I the only one who can't seem to find frisbees for sale?
Airk is on to something with his comments about frisbees and running. I am totally willing to run after a frisbee at full speed.
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good frisbees can be hard to find during those first weeks of summer, when everyone suddenly remembers how much fun it is to frizz a bizz.
what is your position on Wiffle Ball?
I learned some interesting facts about wiffle packaging -- namely that the paper cage that holds the ball features instructions on how to convert said cage into a lacrosse-style ball-tosser for the solo wiffler who can't toss a ball to himself.
other than that, I am neutral.
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