Some People Call Me the Space CowboyGirl

Random observations gained during my journey around Lake Harriet today:

• What the hell happened to Steve Miller? I'm a picker. I'm a grinner. I'm a lover and I'm a sinner... What a great song. Rivaled only by Jungle Love
• Lileks was not at the lake today. I looked. So don't be expecting screedy goodness about a trip to the beach in tomorrow's Bleat
• Well water is nasty.
• Joe Walsh's "Life's Been Good" came on the radio and Denis Leary came to mind:

  I got two words for Don Henley: Joe Fuckin' Walsh

  Denis is only rarely wrong about such things.

  Whatever happened to Joe? I loved him because he had the most insane facial expressions whenever he played. He was the shit. I knew Don Henley was a poser at age seven. Warm smell of colitas my ass.

• I'm still liking that new Jack radio station. Some I'm sure would like to shoot me, but I can't freakin' afford an mp.3 player, so piss off.
• We have pooper scooper laws in this city for a REASON, people. Pick up your dog's doo so I don't look like I'm playing a game of hopscotch when I'm over there. It's embarrasing enough as it is. Besides, it gets into the WATER SUPPLY! If you live in SW Minneapolis, please learn that your water comes from these lakes. Fecal matter sliding into water is a BAD THING!
• If you happen to be one of the (very) few people I pass, please don't take it personally, speed up and then try and get around me, as if you're proving you're still running with the big dogs. Really, it's quite lame. I can guarantee you that plenty o' people pass me. You're one of millions, hence I take no notice, unless I have to pass you again and your shirt looks vaguely familiar.
• Sometimes it's quite cute when you parents let your little kids ride their bikes, replete with training wheels, around the lake, and on the walking path, no less. I can understand why you wouldn't want them on the bike path: they'd get mowed down by some random rollerblader. But please realize that when they clog up the path because they're too tired to move it along, it gets annoying for the rest of us. I thank you in advance for your kind consideration in not letting your kid do this anymore.
• My ass feels like it's getting smaller. I wonder if it actually is.

And there you have your (not so) regularly scheduled trip into my brain. Now, per usual, get the hell out!