walking to class in the bracing wind

beautiful thing really...

ye ol' jester is a big fan of bipedal transport. nothing better to clear your head, gain a new perspective or simply to view the world. it is a form of meditation, it really is, plus just by being out in the open you open yourself up to all sorts of random oddness that this grand world of ours is more than willing to provide for those of us who are willing to follow the slippery trail of opportunity in all of its many forms.

scored another 'A' on my latest paper fer yon english class, so it's a good day. now i just have to go participate in the whole work experience for a couple of hours and then i will have the freedom to celebrate my latest triumph. and that of course means that the jester will be draining silver cans and, presumably, posting some sort of deluded madness.

maybe i'll take up the theme of paragraph two more fully, i have a friend who claims that certain things can only happen to people who are stoned, everybody else would just miss 'em.

of course, during the wander-about that produced that conversation he was struck on the head not once, nor twice, but three times by an old man with a mop who was innocent of what damage his mop-handle was perpetrating in the world. odd...

at any rate.. it is tuesday.. let us all be grateful for whatever it is we want to be, love, books or insanity.

oh yeah, and this up-coming thanksgiving holiday thing... it can bite me.