The Day After

Today is a good day. I managed to put in 5.7 miles on the indoor cycle this morning, without being motivated by yet another medal. I just felt like taking a ride, but I’ll be happy when the heat recedes and good cool walking weather returns.

There was a Residents/Management meeting yesterday afternoon but, in spite of circling the event on the calendar posted on the fridge, I failed to notice we were already in the third week of the month.

Felt to me like the month had barely started so, thinking I had another week to go, missed the event.

Oh well, doubt I missed much, but I’ll pop into the Community Room sometime today to gather intel as to what was discussed.

Yesterday was kind of rough, because I got emotionally involved and let the Simpson Parole Hearing knock me off Center. That may be because I can spot a fake, a fraud, a phony, a liar and it burns my britches when other can’t see and buy into it.

I keep hearing about his being so “charming”, that when one is in his presence, one is drawn in. That doesn’t work on me. On the rare occasion, I have been fooled, for a hot minute, by an individual but, as a general rule, I see beyond the surface and can sum an individual up in nothing flat.

Back on Center today, I’m detached, objective, and taking the position of an interested observer.

As a detached, interested observer, it came to my attention in this morning’s news that Simpson has been moved to “Protective Custody ... removed from general population”.

Hmmmmm?

Interesting.

The reason being “the inmates also watched the hearing”.

Maybe it’s just me, but I interpret that, if the inmates are upset about what Simpson said in the hearing, it’s probably because he lied through his teeth about what he’s been doing while inside … taking credit for what he failed to perform.

Just sayin.