|Village Creek Unpaved Trail|
I don't know if the Indian Ghosts were as cold as I was today.
Soon upon hitting the ground I found myself jogging to try and warm up.
It was barely 40 degrees when I communed with nature. Only 43, right now, about 2 and a half hours before the Super Bowl starts bowling.
I forgot to previously mention that last night I went to Wal-Mart to stock up on Super Bowl supplies. Saturday night is always, reliably, the most entertaining time to visit Wal-Mart.
Every once in awhile Betty Jo Bouvier emails me a collection of photos titled "People of Wal-Mart."
Last night, for the first time ever, I saw someone worthy of being in Betty Jo's "People of Wal-Mart" collection.
It was a plus-sized woman, walking with a man in army camouflage attire. The woman was wearing ultra-short shorts that left the lower third of her buttocks exposed. Almost all exposed flesh had tattoos, including the exposed part of the buttocks. A large area of her breast zone was also exposed. And tattooed.
When I described this appalling spectacle to someone later, I said if I were a cop I would have arrested her for indecent exposure.
This woman was walking out of Wal-Mart as I walked in. The looks on the faces of my fellow shoppers told me I was not the only person appalled at the spectacle.
Now, I must cease thinking about last night's spectacle at Wal-Mart and finish setting up the buffet table for my Super Bowl Party.