The blog’s business managers made an unannounced visit to The House on the Hill today, Modern Philosophers. Too many suits gathered in one place makes me anxious, so I was eager to get them on their way as quickly as humanly possible.
They told me that the blog’s numbers are way up since I wrote my first Thoughts on a Walk post (an idea for which they took credit), and they implored me to write another.
Since it was the only way to get them to leave, I agreed to post one tonight. After all, I planned to sit out on the porch and read after my walk, so why not write instead?
Besides, the business managers always leave behind stacks of money and cases of Snapple, so I feel guilty not giving them what they want. Catholic Guilt is still haunting me decades after getting paroled from Catholic School.
Here are some of the thoughts that rumbled through my head tonight on my walk…
How is this device conditioning in the air? It’s chilling it. Making it colder and more comfortable. So why not call it the air chiller? The arctic blast? The cold-o-meter?
I’ve never agreed with the term “air conditioner” and that probably explains why I refuse to buy one for The House on the Hill.
Why do I love rain, but loathe snow? I took this photo of the storm clouds gathering over The House on the Hill as I concluded my walk, and I couldn’t wait to scurry over onto that gorgeous porch to write as I enjoyed the storm.
Rain and snow are like cousins, or maybe even half-siblings, right? So why does rain get all the love, while snow is the redheaded stepchild of weather conditions?
I know I hate shoveling snow and am scared of driving in it, but shouldn’t driving in a downpour frighten me, too? How come it doesn’t?
I’m going to have to see a meteorpsychologist about this one for sure…
Growing up, it was Reggie Jackson, then Don Mattingly, and then Jeter. I was hoping that one of this crop of Baby Bombers would turn out to be Yankee Numero Uno for me, and the titleholder has definitely revealed himself.
Not only is Judge a tremendous baseball player, but he is also an amazing human being. He is so humble, constantly smiling, truly enjoys playing the game, always puts the team first, won’t speak poorly of another player, and is amazing to the fans.
And, man, can #99 hit! I was watching the game the afternoon he launched a 496 foot rocket into the far reaches of Yankee Stadium. And he hit four shots over 500 feet while winning the Home Run Derby on Monday night. Wow!
I love watching the Yankees this season, and Aaron Judge is a huge part of that. I haven’t been this excited about my favorite team in years. Go Yankees!
The above pictured chair turned up in three different places over the weekend. Tonight, there was a second chair a couple of blocks from The House on the Hill.
It is so much easier for me to push myself a little harder when I know the folks in the neighborhood are looking out for me. Thanks, guys!
I’m so tired of hearing people say, “I’m not like you, Austin” and “I can’t do what you do” and “I wish I had the dedication”.
That’s such bull$%^&. I was disgustingly overweight, frighteningly out of shape, and had absolutely no desire to do anything about it.
And then one day, I got up off my lazy ass and went for a run. Yeah, I struggled. Sure, I hated it, but the next day, I went for another run.
Before long, I had a little schedule. I had goals. The desire I didn’t previously had suddenly began burning in my belly.
It’s not hard to walk away from the whoopie pies, or to go for a walk instead of sitting down to watch TV.
Getting up a little earlier every morning is a pain at first, but you get used to it. Trust me, it gets even easier once you start to see the results.
I’m not doing anything special. I just chose to stop being lazy and be better at life.
Anyone can do it!
Some nights, when my legs are just too tired, I search my feelings, focus on my Jedi training, and tell myself that if I walk for five more minutes, Rey will fall for me.
It’s my own version of the Jedi Mind Trick. I just hope Rey can sense my presence and is on her way to find me…
Those are my thoughts, and I refuse to alter them in any manner! Hope you enjoyed your trip through my mind, and I implore you not to leave behind any messes up there.