Going to Scoot....

It is a pleasant feeling that it is Thursday.  In the pattern that I have adopted, Thursdays tend to be exciting days for me because:

• by mid-afternoon I will have accomplished the last of the "big voicing" lectures for the week (although it is a rather tough 4.5 hours of big voicing today as usual this semester.... including the one class I only teach sporadically.... and always have a bit of nervousness about because with it being sporadically taught... I do not as easily remember my segues between topics, so I "feel" less ready to "weave my story" to the students.... I worry my lectures in this class feel less "invigorating" to them as a result)
• late in the afternoon I can traverse the land to my weekly rendezvous to the "Retiree's Cigar Group".... and the anticipation of a grand time of talking, joking, commiserating...  and enjoying learning about a new cigar.... make the overall day more pleasant
• swimming with my wife at the pool.... and Thursdays have become a day where there are relatively few swimmers, so my wife and I typically have a rather quiet, relaxing pool environment and we can talk, laugh, and chat all through our water walking.... it almost always feels like a "date" with my beloved wife when we get to do this... she walks forward in a lane to get exercise and I walk backwards (while facing her so we can chat and talk) to reverse stretch my legs from running
• and this evening is our TACO DAY this semester.... and I am already looking forward to a GIGANTIC taco salad in an 8x8 cake pan bigger than my head, my TWO delectable tostadas, my two delectable burritos, and my one "Mexican Pizza" (basically a toasted corn tortilla with a bit of cheese, and lots of onions and peppers on it.... roasted)

I am hopeful the day will proceed in the very happy way I am anticipating!

P.S.  I would greatly enjoy having a scooter like the image I used on this post for use scooting around the U.  But, in my climate it is not useful nor safe for 1/2 the year, and I am just too damn clumsy anyhow and would likely not survive my clumsiness.  I had a moped-version (with bicycle pedals to start the damn thing) briefly in graduate school, but my klutzy nature had me sell it off after a few months.  

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