[This is an almost hilarious thread, even if I didn't want anyone to laugh at Boomer.]
I'm wondering if I should try doing my daily mile backward, but I'd want a pair of those glasses that give you eyes in the back of your head . .
Well, that's it. I'm out of Folgers Coffe-fe, and I want another lb of sausage to make another batch of Bolognese sauce, so I'm headed out to the grocery. I'm not sure walking backward in the grocery store aisles is a safer idea than the park trail . . .
I dunno . . . I'm hungry. I can see getting fat-burger during this circuit at the drive-thru. Back to the Bolognese sauce: Freakin' tomatoes just keep on comin' in the darn garden, and the cucumbers -- I've got so many jars of dill pickles I don't know what to do. Maybe I'll just grill my own fat-burger and use some dill pickles . . . .