With 41 traffic lights (one way!) on my commute to work, I have plenty of time for observing human nature. Riding a scooter through D.C. I am even more vigilant because it seems like people are trying to kill me on a regular basis. Putting some of our police force on scooters would drastically increase the citations for talking and texting while driving. Here are some of the things I saw on the way to and from work this week: a morbidly obese man on a motorized wheelchair in the bike lane, a Muslim family on their way to an Eid al-Fitr celebration, lots of kids playing in the fountain in Congress Heights, a dead skunk, a purple Chevy, and a whole lot of people driving black Mercedes that think those red, hexagonal signs are "stoptional."
My fencing supplies arrived, and I have initiated operation squirrel-proof. This involved several hot, humid hours after Crossfit this morning. I said goodbye to the squash vine, and I am hopeful that the remaining tomatoes will ripen unmolested by varmits. I started two new knitting projects--Jared Flood's Umaro which I am knitting at a smaller gauge, and the hat pictured below from Purlbee website. I am not sure what happened with the hat because I followed the directions, and it become obvious early on that this was not a baby hat. It will be perfect under my bike helmet come winter. I finished it last night while watching the movie, "The Intouchables." It is in French, but even without subtitles the actors faces and delivery conveyed a very special relationship. I cannot recommend it highly enough. I drank a riff on a Boulevardier cocktail--here is the recipe: 2 oz. bourbon, 1/2 oz. sweet vermouth, 1/2 oz. Cynar, 3 dashes aromatic bitters: stir with ice and strain into a coupe or serve over giant ice cube. Limit yourself to one or your knitting will suffer.