HOT SPRINGS—I walked for 42:39 this morning from the Oakawn Park parking lot, primarily out and back on Henderson Street, which runs perpendicular to the track in a westerly direction. My legs are dead. I probably didn't go much more than two and a third miles.
I won $5.20 today, which put my winnings at $8.00 after eleven trips. I also wrote a nice story about the Grade III Honeybee Stakes, a 1 and 1/16th-mile race for three-year-old fillies.
I'M CALLING BULLSHIT...
...on a sixty-year-old gardener who appeared on Food For Thought with Claire Thomas, after he said: "Kids today don't know where food comes from. They think onions come from a store. Or tomatoes. They come from the store. I had a kid say to me, 'I'm not eating that. It's been in the ground.' "
This sort of poppycock reminds me of Tom Watson's line: "I have people ask me all the time, 'Tom, how do I get started in golf?' "
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