Yes, ten miles. Well ... nine and a half, to tell you the truth.
Yes, I walked to Richmond and back again today. I might have to stop though, in this weather.
I mean, Christ ... I love walking there. I love eating my lunch there while staring at the river. [Best view in London!] I don't mind most of the walk back, BUT(!) ...
... the last two miles are like something out of a French Foreign Legion film, man. Do you know what I mean?
Uh.
By the way, I hope Mick Jagger isn't spying on me, from his window, like. Well, not spying. He's probably wondering who the guy with the cheese sandwich is. Never mind.
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Mighty Soul ... ? Jesus! Give me a break, kook(s)! I'm not blogging tomorrow, and I'm not going out. I'll see what I can do, all right?
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Man, I love that Lennon audiobook! I'm going to keep listening to it, too.
No disrespect to our Elon, but ... I want to give the electric cars and rockets a rest.
After all, I'm aiming for the toppermost of the poppermost, aren't I? Not Mars.
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Mighty Soul ... ?! What?! Leave me alone! It's going to be difficult getting the lyric. 'You've just got to start, boss.' Oh, hello, Voice.
I'll start tomorrow. I promise.
'Tomorrow never comes.'
Ha!
The truth is ...
Tomorrow never knows!
Laters.
