This afternoon I walked Levy Trail South in 31:23 and almost immediately thereafter went to UALR's game against Arkansas State with Basil Julian and his wife Linda, Tom Z-Man, and Rosemary, where we joined about ten other Hashers. UALR beat ASU pretty handily and is now 27-3, which is the best record ever in the Sun Belt Conference (the league started for the 1976-77 season). Their gym, the Jack Stephens Center, was sold out.
Paragraph(s) of the day from A Different Closet
Green told Keith that Dornfeld said it was as if someone removed the money faucets from their headquarters, all because of Lardner. Donations were flooding in. “I’ll have to remember this strategy, because we’re swimming in money out here,” Dornfeld told Green. “It’s simple. Just knock out a pro football player and then take a bullet in the face. That should work, I’d say, about every single time.”
Keith had other concerns.
A plastic surgeon assured him the scars on his cheeks would be minimal, but for the moment, as he looked in his bathroom mirror, he saw steel thread woven into blood-red seams and wondered how long he would have to wait. His gums remained swollen and painful. It would be a week or more before he could wear dentures in place of the teeth he’d lost in the blood-soaked tar of Candy’s parking lot. He remained weak and wary, and the last thing he wanted was an outbreak of encouragement, which he knew was on the way.
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