It’s been decades since I declared for myself that John Barleycorn must die.
Yet every once in awhile, white lightning will still affect my day.
Like Saturday, when the Bourbon Half Marathon caused some street closings. Which meant I couldn’t take my normal route to the Yum!
Which is far from a Woe is Me moment. But said nonsense did allow for one of my self indulgent ledes.
Truth: It was great to be back in the gym after a 19 month absence. Last season was the first since 1952 that I didn’t attend at least one U of L hoops game in person.