{"id":573885173,"date":"2013-08-13T23:11:53","date_gmt":"2013-08-14T04:11:53","guid":{"rendered":"http:\/\/www.kennysmith.org\/wordpress\/?p=573885173"},"modified":"2013-08-15T00:54:37","modified_gmt":"2013-08-15T05:54:37","slug":"the-kind-of-day","status":"publish","type":"post","link":"https:\/\/www.kennysmith.org\/wordpress\/blog\/2013\/08\/13\/the-kind-of-day\/","title":{"rendered":"The kind of day"},"content":{"rendered":"

Had lunch at the vegetable place, which is easier than typing Crepe Myrtle Cafe<\/a>, because I often misspell it. <\/p>\n

I order the The Markets Roasted Veggie with Bulger Creek Farm Goat Cheese, because goat cheese makes everything better. You can’t even taste the balsamic, and you forget your eating grilled veggies out of a defective pancake. <\/p>\n

And then I realized that I inherited my grandmother’s taste buds. This blueberry was bitterly sour. That blueberry was terribly sweet. As soon as I make this story more interesting I’ll have to call and tell her about it. <\/p>\n

While we were eating we received a call. There was something we could do right then, if we could arrive at the place right now. Well. We’re just a bit away and can be there in 10 minutes. And so we were. Walked right in and took care of the appointment. It was that kind of day. <\/p>\n

Visited the giant box store and picked up cards and box store things. The only problem was the woman who was about 55 and 4-foot-5 with six children with her. They blocked the aisle I really needed, but only for a moment. And then they disappeared in that way that means you won’t see them on the next aisle over — whatever that means. It was that kind of day, too. <\/p>\n

Self check out, then, with no one in front of me, which meant I couldn’t make the joke about how people should be certified by the state to use those things. And the machine worked perfectly for a change. The disinterested self checkout herder could stay that way. Beep, beep, beep and we were done. Such a lovely day. <\/p>\n

Forgot to buy a brake light for the car, but that was pretty much the extent of the day’s difficulties. <\/p>\n

Back home and read and wrote and should have done more. We went out just before dark to run. I got in 5K and finished just at the point of darkness where I could see a silhouette without knowing who I was seeing. My run was not great, but none of them are. This one had its moments, though, where I stopped counting footfalls and exhausted breaths and just kept moving. My splits are still very poor. <\/p>\n

Got home, cleaned up, had leftovers — a vegetarian pasta dish which makes six meals in a row with no meat. That can’t last forever. <\/p>\n

Watched Men in Black 3, and became convinced that Josh Brolin can become anyone if you give him enough screen time. I was relieved when the kid, at the end, turned out not to be Jaden Smith. You just knew it would be. And IMDb says it almost was<\/a>. The database says there is a MiB 4<\/a> in the works. <\/p>\n

Here are all the problems with the third one. They were plentiful:<\/p>\n

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Kind of makes you not want to see a fourth one made, but then you can say that of most any series, now can’t you? <\/p>\n

And, now, cuddling with the cat, who doesn’t even seem to mind so much that she went to the vet today. She doesn’t know she has to go back next week, though. And everyone is impressed by how young she behaves. We’re just fortunate all the way around, then. It was that kind of day. <\/p>\n","protected":false},"excerpt":{"rendered":"

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