Da Race

Another week-end's slippin by. The Temperature finally got up to no-jacket-needed weather for the past two days. It didn't even get to the forecasted cloudy sky until late afternoon. Got the errands all done, n hand-mowed the lawn again.
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A bunch of construction equiptment showed up out front again today, in the middle of my free-time party... cause they couldn't fit up the little side-street next to this house to put in a paved driveway up there. They seemed pretty perplexed to see me hand-mowing. I suppose it's a lost art about to become alot more popular...
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"That's manual labor!" a construction worker proclaimed to me while drivin by at 3 mph on a roller-tractor-combo.
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I thought, "(... Yeah, no SH--!)"
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I don't mind the exercise, really. Walking n pushing on the dirt n turf is good for the feet. I'm not a fan of long walks on cement, anymore though. Cement floors at work get the soles sore.
I do mind that I prefer not to deal with the loud gas-powered machine, n the work crew were making loud engine noise I wanted to avoid! I'd also prefer not to be watched or bothered, as quiet time here is in very limited supply until all the summer visiters descend. About 20 days, to be exact, most of which I gotta work away from home.
Just can't win lately!
No peace for the weary worker...
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I slowed down enough to watch some of the "Run for the Roses" Kentucky Derby horserace sports show on NBC while I was working on a puter project. I guess all the women have to wear wide-brim-hats n they dish out "Mint Julip" drinks to get the crowd rowdy.
The only wide-brim I own was purchased at "South of the Border" in South Carolina on my road trip to the Florida Keyes in 2001. it's brown leather n looks just like the "Indiana Jones hat. I use it for shade sometimes, n Halloween. Not today, though. I'm really not into fancy hats...
Number 8, "Babaro," of KY (extra $100k bonus!) took the roses.
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Then, not getting my fill of running horses, ABC showed the movie "SeaBiscuit," which I have in a pile of VHS in the corner, but I got sucked in n watched it again, anyhow. I also have the book in a box somewhere in my collection of horse-themed literature from my childhood. Always liked the feel-good story of a long-shot "short-guy" fighting a way to the top of the heap... (I'm short, too)! one of these dayz I wanna get somewhere better, myself.
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Lately my free-time is over before I'm recovered or done with the priorities keeping me up n runnin in "Da Race." Back in '80's I wrote a silly Progressive Blue-grass tune titled "Escape Da Race." I still haven't found a way out- except for hittin the lottery, which is very long-odds! At least I'm still in the running. I drew a long-shot post position, n I'm gettin weary of the long distance traveled, patience wearin thin. It'll take so much to keep up, to win...
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"Meanwhile, back on the ranch" (one of my fav silly sayings) I really need some rest n pasture time! N the finish-line's no where in sight!
(Please don't use the whip!)