well, most of the week to catch up on, i guess.

i did ride on wednesday. this is because i worked my mind into some kind of unjustified impression that my son's game was at the park-just-down-the-road-from-us. once i got to work where i keep the schedule i discovered my error, and then they gave us the build-we-never-thought-they'd-give-us late in the day. so had to ride home to trade bike for car first, which meant i had to stop for cat food because i didn't have the heart to enter the house and leave it again without feeding the poor little beast. missed almost half of the game in consequence. didn't enjoy the ride home at all, but the game perked me up.

yesterday was uneventful, and a whole lot nicer from the ride point of view. no ball game, so i got to work relatively early (for me) and stayed extremely late (for me) so as to stockpile hours. result was that i got to come home in what i think is technically called The Gloaming - that last hour or so of light that's left over after the sun has gone down. i really like that time of day. no matter how urban my environment, no matter how rat-raced i am, being outside and on my way somewhere at that time of day never fails to make me feel like i'm actually on a road trip and nowhere near home. it reminds me of everywhere else i have been. i can persuade myself i'm taking a greyhound pitstop outside some little gas station near kapuskasing, or just about to set up the tent in an okanagan orchard, or waiting for someone to sell me some gas in some place like golden or trail. it can even remind me of african game reserves without too much trouble. i hurt my knee on wednesday trying to hustle myself home, so i just took it easier yesterday.

and on the fifth day, there was a ball game in the back of beyond, so she drove.

songs: singing the travels, traditional; thousands are sailing, the pogues; a new england, billy bragg.