Home Again

Upon my return from Amsterdam last Friday i swung by Mitchell’s and grabbed a half gallon of their Vanilla French Custard flavor to make sure that their quality had remained at its previous high level, and afterwards noticed that the Mind Open sign documented in the previous post was no longer present, doubtless removed by a freedom-hating bureaucrat.  At least it got documented here while Freedom still Rang.

And then today finally had the energy to drag myself back into the gym.  To my astonishment the scale said i’d gained only five pounds during my month of gluttony.  Hmmmm.  At that rate, it would take me nearly four years to reach 300 pounds.  Sure is tempting except that my pitiful reentry workout had my heart pounding so badly that it scared me into winding the workout down early, figuring i want to have at least one more carton of Mitchell’s award-winning chocolate ice cream before i die of a self-inflicted cardiac event.

It’s always wonderful to return home, particularly since having delighted in Dutch modern architecture for a month somehow as usual sharpened my eyes and made me better appreciate what we have here, especially in our northeast quadrant, which is now just full of exciting new buildings

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