Burns Park Tournament Course/Ghetto Cat Loop

 I walked the Ghetto Cat Loop this morning in 34:38. Yesterday, John Czarnecki and I played the Burns Park Tournament Course in 98 and 92, respectively. I guess I tossed out the scorecard. It was too cold for a while and too wet all along.

Burns Park Championship Course

 John, Ed, Dan, and I played Burns Park Championship Course this morning. Dan scored 76, Ed and I scored 89 and John 96. I had nines of 47 and 42, with 1 birdie, 4 pars, 8 bogies, 4 doubles, and 1 triple. I used 33 putts.

Levy Trail 5K

I walked the Levy Trail 5K this gray, cold morning in 49:09, with a three-mile split of 47:37. En route, I twice passed two lovely female dogs, one a mutt, the other a typical wolf offshoot. As I approached them the second time, near my house, they were in commune with dogs in a backyard, on the free side of a fence from which I heroically saved a big, dirty brown dog a few months ago. Just then, an overweight fifty-year-old blonde woman drove up in a white SUV. She told me the dogs had escaped from her overnight. I was pleased, of course, though I had kind of hoped they would follow me home so I could see how Joe, Jr., reacted to them.

Now to polish O.C. and drive to Russellville for another load of dead Crutch loot.

Levy Trail South

 I walked Levy Trail South at lunchtime today in 33:17.

A tightened phillips-head screw cured a significant rattle in my 2000 Crown Vic's passenger's side front door this morning, a pleasing and somewhat surprising result of a couple of wrist turns. Almost instantly, the car felt newer.

Levy

 

I walked about the greater Levy Metropolitan area this afternoon for 42:15.

ROCKAMUNDO RECOMMENDATION OF THE DAY Duct tape, long known as a household staple of nearly infinite applications, has taken its usefulness in the homes of chocolate and non-chocolate beer drinkers to a new level. New and used rolls of the product can be used as cup holders that increase the security of drinks balanced on random chair and couch arms to a heretofore unimaginable levels.* Pete has also found they make nearly perfect television and streaming-television remote-control holders.

*they are neither dog nor cat proof but hold up pretty well against random elbows and forgetfulness. Cans, bottles, juice glasses, plastic cups and the like will absolutely not tip over on their own or just because a 185-pound moron flops down onto the chair or couch

Levy Trail North

 I walked Levy Trail North at lunchtime today in 33:01.

WOULD YOU RATHER...have to watch, out of reach of reading materials and technological devices, an hour loop of all the Go Daddy television commercials followed by an hour loop of Peloton commercials once a day for the next six months, or would you rather be inserted directly into the center of the Sun?

Levy Trail Loop/Little Rock Christian High

 I walked the Levy Trail Loop at lunchtime today in 33:13.

This evening, I walked about the campus of Little Rock Christian High for 35:14. Christian's game against Little Rock Hall High will start in, if the scoreboard is believable, ten minutes and thirty-six seconds from now. I have a large room all to myself in the press box. Consequently, this would have been a great game to take a girlfriend to.

QUESTIONS OF THE DAY If vice president Biden wins the presidential election next month and shortly thereafter nominates four justices to give his party the majority of supreme court nominees, wouldn't the next Republican presidency and congress subsequently add more at first opportunity to reverse the balance, and wouldn't that make our country judicially similar to Egypt, Uganda, and Bolivia, or is that the idea, you know, so we can change laws willy-nilly—at the whim of those in power—from here on out?

Levy Trail South

 I walked Levy Trail South early this evening in 33:35.

Levy Trail South

I walked Levy Trail South this afternoon in 34:03, shortly after I drove my 2000 Crown Vic in from the Lake Hamilton School District in Pearcy. Unlike the 2005 model I owned most of last year before a pole fell on it seven months ago, this car feels old. In fact, Joe, Jr., has already nicknamed it Old Clunker, or rather O.C. It is just as powerful, comfortable, and climate-controlled as the '05, but it feels old to drive, like the cars I drove in college. I hope I get used to it, but if not, I believe most people who test drive it won't expect as much as I did from a $1,870 car. It should be fairly easy to sell, I hope.

O.C. cleaned up nicely. It is a very dark gray, but it shows odd hints of brown, somewhat like Pam and Jo, Sr., did.

Levy Trail

Geezers Ron and Elaine, Rosemary, and I walked on the Levy Trail this morning for 1:27:42. I walked to join them approximately seven and half minutes after I bought a twenty-year-old, rather boring Crown Victoria for $1,700.

Lake Hamilton School District/Burns Park Championship Course

 This round might have produced the most acute negative turnaround in my experience as a golfer. Dan, Ed, John and I played Burns Park Championship Course this morning. Dan scored 78, Ed 90, and John 100. I scored 91 with nines of 39 and 52. I had my fifth lifetime eagle on the Par-5 fourth hole, with a five-wood, six-iron, and a chip from the fringe. On the back nine, I did not par and had a 10 on the Par-4 15th. As a foursome, we were a combined 14-over on that hole with it's irrational, nearly impossible pin placement. I used 28 putts.

Late yesterday morning, I walked for a few seconds over forty minutes around the bulk of the Lake Hamilton School District in Pearcy, about ten miles southwest of Hot Springs. I was there to look at a 2000 Crown Victoria, for sale on govdeals.com. Here it is: https://www.govdeals.com/index.cfm?fa=Main.Item&itemid=734&acctid=4885

I hope a bid of $1,700 or less will win it tomorrow (Thursday) morning. It will likely run well for the rest of my life and is no more than perhaps $1,000 from cosmetic perfection.

Burns Park Championship Course

 John, Ed, Dan, and I played Burns Park Championship Course this morning. Dan scored 81, Ed, 88, I scored 89, and John 97. I had nines of 46 and 43 and used 33 putts. The greens were still faster than two motherfuckers, but the pins were in more hospitable places, the rough was shorter, and the fairways far wider than they were six days ago.

West Levy Loop

I walked the new West Levy Loop late this morning in 43:08. The loop is about two and three-quarter miles long, about sixty percent of which is on the western side of Camp Robinson Road. It's a bit of a different world over there. On average, its people are poorer and, in my limited experience, a bit more standoffish, though I spoke briefly today with one among four young men—drinking from brown paper sacks on a front porch—about the loveliness of his Crown Vic.

QUESTION OF THE DAY  For the love of Pete, how many people with access to the White House have porked Hope Hicks?

Levy

 I walked about Levy and the Levy Trail for 36:42 this morning.

En route, I saw Red the cat for the first time since June 13, 2018. She's starting to get up there in age, but she walked right to me and let me pick her up.* Her real name is Sammy, her owner Helen Langley told me back in 2017. Helen hinted she might consider giving her to me. Red's cool. I wonder what Joe would think.

*I first saw and held Red, back when I thought she was a boy, on Nov. 9, 2011. After my walk that day I wrote: "I had a rare cat experience today. I might get one of these every couple of years or so; a cat in the wreck of a neighborhood on the other side of 47th Street, a half a mile from here, toward the end of my walk, ran from the street up a driveway toward his house when he saw me approach. He turned and hunched down, thirty feet from the street. Just as I reached the base of the driveway, he meowed. I stopped and made the clicking sound that I make with my tongue to attract pets. The cat stepped forward a foot or so, then hesitated. I sat on my heels, repeated the sound, and, as I expected, he jogged to me, and purred as I petted him and picked him up. He was an orange tiger cat, short hair, maybe a pound or two heavier than Jo. I hope to see him again."