Hiatus can be good

Since the last publication many adventures have taken place. I will start with Cheyenne, Cheyenne focuses way to much on Frontier Days, The granddaddy of all rodeos. Sitting at 6,062 feet above sea level Cheyenne is a great High Altitude city. I lived here for several months.While I did I was mainly on foot and I worked at the Holiday Inn Express located off W. Lincolnway or off I-80 exit blah blah because I don't remember the number. Long story short being on foot in a city or town is a sure fire way too become really familiar with said town and find the stuff that actually is cool. Cheyenne has a trail that winds through the entire city, this trail when followed can easily devour a day like small children snorting pixie sticks. Along with this feature you one may also find themselves in Cheyennes' down town which is filled(if your into this sort of thing) Pre-1900's and Art Deco buildings. Also in downtown you can find Phoenix Books(used bookstore and purveyor of collector quality vinyl), Heros Unlimited(comics and collectables), and a number of restaurants(most notable are The Albany, Shadows Brew Pub, and The Plainsmen). Shopping also has its stores, I haven't been in any of them  Moving along Cheyenne has several very well maintained parks of recreation, two of them along lincolnway. If you happen onto Pershing Blvd, you can find a National guard Museum, a theater and employment services . Ridge Road, which runs North to South you can find an Army Surplus Store and also access any section of town. On Dell Range(which is connected to the trail) you will find all the Chain Shopping centers and restaurants. I could go on about Cheyenne, but for now I am done with that municipality...
 
         Hiatus is good, it gives one a chance to reflect gather resources and ask questions like; Where am I going? What am doing? Where does my energy and focus need to go? What direction am I going with this? Otherwise you just become another mediocre statistic, spinning your wheels getting no where.Which is why I started this post talking about Cheyenne. Its a smaller city, not unlike Billings, Montana, with lots to offer. Do they advertise any of it? When you pull in does any one see a sign that says Check out our events center it has mini golf? or come see the National Guard Museum or tour the Historic Downtown? No. The entire city is stuck on Frontier Days and every thing is about Frontier Days....maybe this year I'll actually go.

Cold waters

I woke up this morning annoyed with the world (those who know me well would probably say what else is new), regardless I got up took the kid to school and then went to the Laramie Fitness center(yes I just plugged a local business) feeling lazy I stayed to the Cardio room. NOw the thing is that it is easy in this place too focus to much on the fact of how monotonous a workout can really be, The TV was tuned to Robin Meade on Headline News(always a treat) my headphones pulsed out some old school KMFDM and I had with me this months Book Club Selection( After hours book club Albany county public library). I enjoy Book club I really do. However the situation often leads to me reading things that I would probably rather not, or at least wouldn't if left to my own devices. Getting back to the subject(that being this months selection) The Sugar Queen is a charming tale of small town life run amok. The women characters and the men too are all settled into their lifestyles and pretending to be happy when they are not.It has every thing you could possibly want from a campy romance novel; a sinister ex-boyfriend named Julian(really? Julian?), Adam, an extreme sports jockey who shattered his femur and now delivers mail, His best friend, Jake, who is a successful lawyer that admitted to cheating on his long time girlfriend and won't tell her the one thing she really wants to know, Chloe, the slighted lover who only wants to know who this other woman is, and in the mean time is being captivated by Julian, and the weird thing is it pulls you in and the entire time you're reading, all you can ask is "WHY? WHY, AM I SUBJECTING MYSELF TOO THIS TRIPE!!!?"  simple answer of course is because it flows smoothly and is entertaining enough to keep trudging through and distract you from the monotony of your  workout.

 Two hours later I finally left the gym. Collecting my things from the locker room one of the other regulars asked if I had done enough for the both of us. I replied that "Cardio was complete." He shook his head and said he was weight training. Then commented that "That if working out worked on a buddy system, you could have one guy do all the workout part and then the other guy could buy the pizza and beer." Chuckling I left and Texted Codename plush to see if she would meet me at the park before she had to go to work. I then drove to my bank and made deposit. I waved at the usual selection of tellers as I filled a cup of coffee. Bundle is my favorite so I strolled over to her kiosk and made my deposit.I could make allot of bad jokes with that but I won't. By this point I had decided I was jumping in the river with or with out help. So leaving the bank I drove to one of the seven or eight parks that Laramie has to offer(Optimist to be specific).
 What makes Optimist so great (and optimal for my objective) is that Laramie river flows along it. Parking Alf the Explorer, I removed all items that I did not wish to be saturated, walked to the rivers edge, and jumped in. Didn't stay long, but it was exhilarating and I woke right up. After this I went home satisfied with my morning and feeling accomplished.

Flying Pickles

Laramie is interesting....it has a public transport that only covers half the town and its trademark feature is a pair of dark green buses that are referred too as flying pickles. I rode these at one point because Codename Plush drives them on occasion. They are comfortable for public transport. No weird smells to speak of. All three buses follow the same route though. I am sure one could say many things about that however I am going to move on to a different topic and go from there.

 Yesterday was March second and at seven thirty in the morning it was already fifty degrees. I drove to work(reluctantly), pulling up a co-worker was standing around so I quipped that it was one of those days that begs you to quit, which was exactly what this co-worker was doing. Very formally I might add. Which got me thinking about all the ways one quits a job. Typically one gives notice in some fashion that they will no longer be a presence after this date, that is the responsible way. Other ways include walking out with no announcement, walking out with proclamation or my favorite simply disappearing. I could explore this topic of work for quite awhile really. The differing attitudes and beliefs concerning work and the various justifications people make to not feel guilty about spending time with the things and people they love. I used to be a workaholic myself, till I realized how completely useless the whole pursuit was and now I work on my terms(whatever that means).