Yesterday was my first paid day off in about 18 months. I spent the majority of the day watching sattelite TV and scratching the many mosquito bites I accrued over the previous two days of sitting on the lawn/garage floor/porch/boulevard of an industrial park in Coon Rapids.
A couple of times this weekend, I noticed some sort of unidentified varmint in the front yard. From the glimpses I've managed, it appears to be about half again the length of a squirrel and maybe four or five times the overall size. It's dark brown to black in color. All of this has led me to rule out woodchuck, squirrel and small raccoon from the list of suspects. I couldn't swear to the presence of a puffy tail, so muskrat is still a contender, but if anyone else has an idea, I'm interested to hear it.
I noticed today that the cafeteria at my new work is termed officially, "The Eatery," which makes me like it less in spite of the undeniable value of the pita and hummus plate for a mere two dollars fifty. That's all academic really, because eating is a social activity and therefore not something I generally do while at work.
Week two has brought us a new trainer. I like him better than the regular guy, who seems like a boring version of Ira Glass. I know what I said, and I meant it.
He'll be back Monday.
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