I don’t post too many selfies on this site;most I come across are bad quality, and while I won’t say the photographic skills of the guys in today’s posts are stellar, I will say the guys themselves are pretty amazing. I mean, check out the “V” on Mr. Sweatpants to the left here. Would you pass up a date with him? Of course you wouldn’t. Aye-yi-yi ….
I rose around 7:30 this morning to take my usual three-mile walk on the beach, and the temperature was actually on the cool side down there. I breeze blew off the Gulf, but I was comfortable in a t-shirt, boardshorts, and bare feet. Not too many people were down there, which was fine with me. This weekend will surely be a mob scene on our island. Beach season is in high gear, and locals from the Bay Area will be out here in droves.
I’ve spent the better part of my morning editing a lengthy novel. I wrote the first draft about five years ago, but I never got to polishing it because I got side-tracked by other projects. I spent nearly three hours at the keyboard, polishing away. This book is not a typical Delacroix novel. There are no gay characters, and there’s no explicit sex in the book either. It’s what we call a mainstream novel intended to appeal to all sexes, ages, and sexual orientations. We’ll see if a publisher buys it; I’m guessing one will.
Lunchtime is fast approaching. My boyfriend’s in the middle of a final exam at school, so I will dine alone. I had intended to visit the YMCA this afternoon, fr a workout and lap-swimming, but this cold I’ve had for nine days is still lingering around. I’ll take a relaxing bike ride instead, and maybe do some more editing later on. I just need to take it easy and shake off this stupid cold so I feel like myself again.
My boyfriend’s going to a sports bar this evening to have dinner with his co-workers, and to watch a hockey playoff game. I detest sports bars, so I’ll stay home ad have a nice quiet evening by myself.
Have agreat Friday, everyone. Enjoy your weekend.