Sigh. Okay, guess I\u2019m doing this. Here goes\u2026<\/p>\n\n\n\n
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January:<\/strong><\/p>\n\n\n\n Yes, I was still tweeting. It was the style at the time. But that wasn\u2019t all I was doing. At some point, I realized that I was entitled to more visual coverage through my health plan, so I got new contact lenses. Productive member of society here!<\/p>\n\n\n\n Our movie group gets together. I think. It\u2019s in my calendar, at any rate.<\/p>\n\n\n\n In a sign of where we were as a society at this point, I\u2019m able to successfully order a bunch of N95 masks and it feels like a real accomplishment. Speaking of \u201creal accomplishments\u201d, Wordle doesn\u2019t really qualify, but like everyone else, I got into it.<\/p>\n\n\n\n Comedy Bar puts out a call for screenplays. I submit mine and never hear anything. Such is life\u2026 but if nothing else, I\u2019m reminding myself here, just in case someone ever mentions having read it. Now, I won\u2019t say \u201cWhat? HOW?!\u201d<\/p>\n\n\n\n In case you didn\u2019t piece it together based on what you know about my sardonic wit, that last tweet was about Meatloaf dying. And since I\u2019m in the world of pop culture, here\u2019s my NBA All-Star ballot. (Time capsule!)<\/p>\n\n\n\n I watch an online chat with the creators of Yellowjackets, Ashley Lyle and Bart Nickerson. Thanks, VIFF! (Even though my writing dreams are getting pretty faded, I\u2019m still a fan of writers and the process. Like a nerd.)<\/p>\n\n\n\n I have a dental appointment. Mostly mentioned because, if memory serves, this was at a point the pandemic was peaking once again, making every trip an adventure.<\/p>\n\n\n\n Okay, we\u2019ve reached the first noteworthy event in what may be my most noteworthy achievement of 2022: my continued development as a cook. I\u2019m still not great, don\u2019t really have a feel for it, and certainly can\u2019t improvise much. BUT I can follow a recipe, I know how to do basic \u2018mise en place\u2019, and the results are consistently edible-plus. Perhaps most importantly, it\u2019s an activity I do with my mom, and frankly, it\u2019s nice to see her engaged.<\/p>\n\n\n\n Our first major attempt of 2022 is chili, based on the Binging with Babisch recipe for Kevin\u2019s chili from The Office. We make some substitutions, and it feels like it could\u2019ve been better, but still, quite tasty!<\/p>\n\n\n\n <\/p>\n\n\n\n February:<\/strong><\/p>\n\n\n\n I meet and go for a fairly lengthy walk with Clare, where we discuss possible projects we might pursue. Which is admittedly a little odd to do with someone you\u2019re technically meeting for the first time, but such is a world with social media. (I was a big admirer of hers, and I guess she was at least vaguely familiar with me.) I note it here mostly because we came up with the germ of an idea that I think has potential, but we never really did anything with it. So, if it ever revives itself, I\u2019ll want to know when that happened! (Later that month, I do make a Google doc where I flesh out my thinking on it a bit. So that much progress has been made.)<\/p>\n\n\n\n The Toronto Hershfields get our inheritance from Gabe, mostly of the keepsake variety, though mine is slightly practical. In addition to us all getting glasswork, I got a fretless bass, an effects board, and an amp with some muscle. The amp came with a note from Gabe taped on top asking people not to put their drinks on it (from a gig, I presume), and while it\u2019s not necessarily the most profound message to remember someone by, I\u2019ve of course left it in place. Using all three also feels like a nice tribute to his memory, in that I\u2019m doing a thing that he did, and substantially worse than he did it.<\/p>\n\n\n\n I share my script with Jeremy L. It doesn\u2019t grab him, but I\u2019m very appreciative he took the time, and I feel cool for putting it further into the world. Though it does also start to feel like it might be time to move on to the NEXT screenplay\u2026<\/p>\n\n\n\n I renew my membership at the tennis club. Clearly, the pandemic\u2019s still happening at this point, but I\u2019m willing to travel to get my game on. I want to live, damn it!<\/p>\n\n\n\n But not too much, clearly, because I was also doing Quordle daily.<\/p>\n\n\n\n And at the end of the month, another Food Trucks jam! I don\u2019t know if they\u2019re all noteworthy, but I mention this one because I finally thought to take a picture. Mind you, it\u2019s a selfie done badly because I already had my bass on, and I also had to do it while we were warming up, because how the hell do you expect me to do it when we\u2019re playing?! Still, photographic evidence!<\/p>\n\n\n\n <\/p>\n\n\n\n March:<\/strong><\/p>\n\n\n\n Let the culinary adventures continue! We made what Mr. Burns would call (and thus, what I would call) a \u201cmeated loaf.\u201d This one\u2019s turkey-based. I also make my biggest culinary fuckup, and part of the paper from the ground turkey ends up in it. I mention this because hopefully it\u2019s my low point\u2026 and also because it was still quite good! (Nice when the failures in life are partial!)<\/p>\n\n\n\n I have a Zoom hangout with the Northern folks. This is late in the Zoom hangout era, and though I can\u2019t say I miss them terribly (Zoom hangouts, that is), in a pinch, they\u2019ll do.<\/p>\n\n\n\n Good news and bad news, and I\u2019m going to give them in that order because while it\u2019s worse narratively, it\u2019s better emotionally. The good news is there\u2019s a (relatively) good kind of leukemia. The bad news is my mom has it. My understanding is that you can live with it forever (well, not FOREVER, but\u2026 you know\u2026), but it does have to be treated. And the medications take a long time to figure out, at least in terms of avoiding nausea. So yeah, fairly rough times. But we endure\u2026<\/p>\n\n\n\n A movie night at Ian and Jen\u2019s. Which, if memory serves, was fairly pandemic-bold for me. But even bolder: with my run still on the shelf, Matt starts a basketball run of his own at Eastminster United Church. And I get to go just as a player! And the relatively low ceiling makes it feel like a prison game\u2026 but very white collar, given our temperaments.<\/p>\n\n\n\n I get accepted into the GAP. (Not the store. A different thing.) I end up doing absolutely nothing with it, but I guess there\u2019s something to be said for flirting with options. Beats my normal modus operandi of waiting for death\u2026 which I guess is basically what I\u2019m doing now, but hey, I\u2019m maybe thinking about things, back off! (And see next year, \u2018cause you never know!)<\/p>\n\n\n\n Kind of odd that\u2019s what I tweeted on the 29th<\/sup>, because on the 30th<\/sup>, I go to Second City for the first time in forever. Albeit with a mask on, despite clearly being one of the few to bother. But it was Natalie\u2019s last show, and I wanted to pay tribute. Also pretty curious about the venue that now exists as Comedy Bar East or Comedy Bar Danforth, depending on who you ask. As it turns out, it seems pretty likely that Evan and Jen got COVID that night\u2026 but from the sub place they stopped at before!<\/p>\n\n\n\n <\/p>\n\n\n\n April:<\/strong><\/p>\n\n\n\n I do one of my standard walks. But I decide to go THE OTHER WAY along the boardwalk. And that has made all the difference, etc.<\/p>\n\n\n\n I\u2019m officially NOT a quarterfinalist in the TSL Free Screenplay Contest. I will say, screenplay rejection feels better when you\u2019re not relying on it to live. Though maybe I take it TOO easily?<\/p>\n\n\n\n The Winston Churchill season opens. My tennis odyssey (re-)commences!<\/p>\n\n\n\n We don\u2019t PASSOVER the opportunity to cook! Mom makes a matzo ball soup, and we make a sweet potato kugel. As I write this, I really wish I had both those things right now!<\/p>\n\n\n\n I have what I believe is my first tennis game of the season with Larry. (I\u2019m working off my calendar eight or nine months later, folks!) I really don\u2019t remember how it went, but I assume it was fun.<\/p>\n\n\n\n Jen has a couple of us who gave notes on our screenplay write a release. It feels very grown-up, and gives me hope that I might get a big-screen Special Thanks credit one day. Which I\u2019d mostly be okay with\u2026 although I would think people who stumble upon my IMDb page now probably just think I left the business, so it might be odd if suddenly credits start appearing again. But them\u2019s (admittedly hypothetical) good problems!<\/p>\n\n\n\n <\/p>\n\n\n\n May:<\/strong><\/p>\n\n\n\n I take some Excel courses, and they are Excel-lent! Well, actually, I retained relatively little, but I\u2019m pretty sure a lot of it would come back to me, and I still have the syllabi and cheat sheets and whatnot, so time well spent.<\/p>\n\n\n\n Dave comes to town and we hangout in Greenstein\u2019s backyard with Mark also in attendance. It\u2019s a hang that\u2019s memorable to me because it\u2019s one of the only times I\u2019ve been in the bottom half for COVID-caution. (And Dave lives in America, so he was obviously going to be the most cavalier!)<\/p>\n\n\n\n Google makes me sad\u2026<\/p>\n\n\n\n And I resist the urge to make a VERY dark joke about the following tweet. (See if you can guess what it was going to be. For what it\u2019s worth, it was strictly about the logic!)<\/p>\n\n\n\n And speaking of tweets\u2026<\/p>\n\n\n\n We do brunch at Tom and Lindsay\u2019s. Why don\u2019t we do this every day? Well, I guess that\u2019s impractical\u2026for now\u2026<\/p>\n\n\n\n Someone about to quit shares a text of the boss drunkenly shitting on me. Well, drunkenly shitting on a choice I made, at any rate. Happy to report my reaction was almost exclusively amusement!<\/p>\n\n\n\n More Marty at Cherry Beach!<\/p>\n\n\n\n Then another Food Trucks jam\u2026.<\/p>\n\n\n\n <\/p>\n\n\n\n And then Ian\u2019s annual BBQ! Always a good time, but this one means a little more because I\u2019m seeing everyone so seldom these days!<\/p>\n\n\n\n I find a nice spot at Tommy Thompson Park. Especially if you don\u2019t mind geese!<\/p>\n\n\n\n A big development for me at the end of this month: I start taking TENNIS LESSONS! Guess you\u2019re never too old! (Or possibly you can be too old, but I\u2019m not\u2026 or I am and don\u2019t know it. Either way, it happens!) They\u2019re group lessons, and it\u2019s called \u201cAttack Drills and the Art of Volleying\u201d Finally, after all these years, I start going to the net. Not all the time, but a lot more, and when I do, I slightly know what I\u2019m doing!<\/p>\n\n\n\n And to close out May, I have a fun text exchange with my downstairs neighbor Amanda. Because of the dark humor involved, I\u2019m not going to share it. But suffice it to say, she\u2019s Dutch, I\u2019m Jewish, and I essentially live in her attic.<\/p>\n\n\n\n <\/p>\n\n\n\n June:<\/strong><\/p>\n\n\n\n The Ontario election with the lowest voter turnout in history. Not only is the province becoming a shithole, there\u2019s little or no hope it can be salvaged. But I digress\u2026<\/p>\n\n\n\n More Excel learning! As Clay Davis would say, \u201cSheeeeeeeets!\u201d<\/p>\n\n\n\n I play tennis with Andrew I. (That’s an initial, he’s not Andrew the First.) It\u2019s especially noteworthy because unlike most years, we don\u2019t just talk about playing more than once, we actually do it! Also, I think he\u2019s the only one I kept score with (as of now, tennis is mostly for rallies), and I won\u2026 albeit with some generosity on my serve. (We counted \u201cclose enoughs\u201d, which benefited me much more than it did him.)<\/p>\n\n\n\n Beware the Ides of June! I believe I had Churrasco for lunch, ordered JFL tickets, and enjoyed a movie night at Ian and Jen\u2019s. (In my mind, All of Me holds up\u2026 but a few parts haven\u2019t aged too well! Yikes!)<\/p>\n\n\n\n Food Trucks rehearsal, more tennis (including a veritable tennis tour with Isaac)\u2026 let\u2019s hear it for summer!<\/p>\n\n\n\n Okay, time for another sad one. Guess I\u2019m at that point of life. I attend (virtually) the memorial for Bryan Wade. I learned a lot from him, he boosted me well, and he\u2019s the reason I\u2019m a published playwright with productions from people I\u2019ve never met. Nuff said, I suppose\u2026<\/p>\n\n\n\n I reach a major milestone for the pandemic: I get back on the TTC for the first time. So go, me? It was also to get to my last tennis clinic session, which I followed with singles with Larry. So a couple hours of tennis, which I guess is the organic version of a COVID test?<\/p>\n\n\n\n <\/p>\n\n\n\n July:<\/strong><\/p>\n\n\n\n July starts with a two-dog weekend! I get picked up by Larry (and Marty) and spend a little time at the house\u2026 then we go to a BBQ at Evan and Jen\u2019s where we meet Kelly Kapawski!<\/p>\n\n\n\n Very cute, I\u2019ll admit\u2026 but I\u2019m staying loyal to Marty! HE\u2019S A LITTLE ANGEL SENT FROM HEAVEN!<\/p>\n\n\n\n Anyway, this was also part of a hardcore tennis week, maybe my most thus far? Anyhoo, tennis with Larry on 1st<\/sup>, Rob on the 3rd<\/sup>, and Ian McD on the 7th<\/sup>!<\/p>\n\n\n\n I go to Jimmie Simpson Park for an Alanis Morrissette tribute band. Just thought you oughta know!<\/p>\n\n\n\n Another year, another Fringe! I didn\u2019t see much, and what I did see, I wore masks to. But I supported the right people, starting with Isaac\u2019s 1-Man No-Show (9th<\/sup>), Sketch T-Rex (followed by a roti and a walk to Jenny\u2019s for the Bachelorette), and back to back (on the 14th<\/sup>) Jon Blair\u2019s Clip Show & Devon and Connor\u2019s Flight of the Ballooncaster. Efficient!<\/p>\n\n\n\n And having survived all that, I get a booster a few days later. Then we take Marty to Cherry Beach, where he\u2019s both cute and petite!<\/p>\n\n\n\n And that night, I wrap up my Fringe with Aliya\u2019s \u201cWhere You From, From?\u201d As she was at one point a playwriting student of mine, I choose to give myself a very undeserved modicum of credit for her success!<\/p>\n\n\n\n Then the next night, a movie night at Ian and Jen\u2019s (EEAAO, maybe?). And the next night, tennis with Greenstein. Who is this social fella?!<\/p>\n\n\n\n I return to homebody status, albeit not at my own home. I stay at the house with Janet and Marty while Evan and Larry are in Vancouver for Gabe\u2019s Celebration of Life.<\/p>\n\n\n\n Towards the end of the month, tennis with Judy. Suffice it to say, in the years since we last played, she has improved substantially more than I have. But she plays down nicely enough to give us some long points, and it\u2019s a hell of a workout. She also recommends a pro to me for lessons\u2026 which I mention because, hopefully, in 2023\u2026<\/p>\n\n\n\n And keeping up the \u2018friends from high school\u2019 run, the boys gather at Sam\u2019s on the 30th<\/sup>.<\/p>\n\n\n\n <\/p>\n\n\n\n August:<\/strong><\/p>\n\n\n\n Another movie night at Robin\u2019s. Independence Day! If there has even been a more popcorn movie\u2026<\/p>\n\n\n\n A long overdue reunion, as one of my Vancouver cohort comes to town. I take Shaun on my patented (patent pending) Leslieville+ Brewpub Walking Tour, with stops at Radical Road, Slowhand Pizza, Avling, and Saulter Street Brewery. Good times abound!<\/p>\n\n\n\n Then it\u2019s off to the cottage! Rest and relaxation and redundancy! The one bit of excitement was there was an incredible windstorm (at least), so I have to jump into the kayak and rescue many of the cushion from the Mitchells\u2019 deck furniture, which are strewn all over the deck. Nice to have a LITTLE urgency to deal with, especially since by and large, it was nicely lazy!<\/p>\n\n\n\n Then the cottage ends. And I tweet this.<\/p>\n\n\n\n The next day, I talk to Christian B. about maybe doing a production of Chinese Coffee. Very shortly after that, I flake. And I feel bad about it. I mean, it wasn\u2019t breaking a commitment or anything\u2026 but I suggested it and then immediately began to question it. It just feels like a huge project, and if we were to take that on, it would likely be my ONE project for awhile. Anyway, I mention it here because if we ever get back to it, it\u2019ll be interesting to note the timeline. And also, because I have to decide (still) what I want my project (or projects) to be! Because while I probably can only choose one, it\u2019s terrible if I end up choosing none!<\/p>\n\n\n\n Okay, moving on\u2026 but sort of speaking of which\u2026 the next day, I end up ordering running shoes and shorts online. It leads to one run, but maybe next\/this year?<\/p>\n\n\n\n Another combined BBQ and movie night at Robin\u2019s. We watch Commando\u2026 and I honestly can\u2019t believe it took me that long to see Commando. Obviously, it stinks, but in the right way!<\/p>\n\n\n\n Mandy and I do some work in the front yard, then have some drinks in the backyard. It\u2019s like attending Homeowner Fantasy Camp.<\/p>\n\n\n\n And the month ends with Evan and I starting work on a special project. More on that when we get to October, but for now\u2026<\/p>\n\n\n\n <\/p>\n\n\n\n September:<\/strong><\/p>\n\n\n\n The CNE Ghost Walk\u2026 which truth be told was for me more a walk around the CNE grounds with a little history and some fun conversation. No regrets, but it is does get me thinking about how I would do a ghost walk if I were in charge. Possibly more on that later\u2026 or it\u2019s just one of those fleeting ideas.<\/p>\n\n\n\n The aforementioned second tennis date with Mr. I. happens. Though I don\u2019t think he meant to, unless he\u2019s playing 4-D Chess, a comment he makes messes up my serve. Humiliations galore\u2026 though, if memory serves, I still win, with thanks to our generous treatment of serves!<\/p>\n\n\n\n On the 13th<\/sup>, I have a nightmare about someone I\u2019m no longer in touch with. If we should ever reconnect, this is my note to see if I was indeed registering a disturbance in the force\u2026 or if it was just a standard nightmare.<\/p>\n\n\n\n A major change and the biggest return to normalcy in the late pandemic (I still can\u2019t bring myself to say \u201cpost-\u201c): the Leo Baeck basketball run returns! Though being the \u201ccommissioner\u201d is at times a bit of a headache, it\u2019s my favorite run with some of my favorite people. If nothing else, it means I\u2019m talking to people IRL at least once a week who aren\u2019t my family\u2026 and in these end times, that\u2019s something. Plus, basketball! (At this point, my skills seem to be in some decline, but I make a nice basket every now and then, and I do seem to get my fair share of rebounds, so not quite ready to retire just yet\u2026)<\/p>\n\n\n\n Other things that get me out of the house: more Food Trucks and more tennis!<\/p>\n\n\n\n Around now, I also send a birthday greeting to someone I haven\u2019t seen in a while. It\u2019s not something I do very often anymore\u2026 but this one leads to things\u2026<\/p>\n\n\n\n JFL Time! I kick things off with some of the free outdoor drag shows with Fionna. The big highlights for Drag Race fans would be Bob the Drag Queen and Monet X Change, though we also saw Tynomi Banks, Gisele Lullaby, Full Time Toddy (an unofficial introduction), and more.<\/p>\n\n\n\n After that, I move indoors with the comedy. (Still masking with the big crowds!) The headliners I see (with Evan and Jen) are Craig Ferguson, Laurie Kilmartin, Nick Thune, Mike Birbiglia, Marc Maron, Beth Stelling, and Ivan Decker!<\/p>\n\n\n\n Also somewhere in there is a Rosh Hashanah dinner and original cancelled plans. And that was September!<\/p>\n\n\n\n <\/p>\n\n\n\n October:<\/strong><\/p>\n\n\n\n Settle in, everyone. October was a very eventful month. Possibly the most eventful month of my life. Major ups, major downs, and I won\u2019t try to weigh them against each other, but will say it was a big month for pondering existence. Anyway\u2026<\/p>\n\n\n\n Let\u2019s start (as the month basically did) with Samantha\u2019s unveiling, which was combined with the launch of her book. Obviously a lot of feelings there. Sad to think of the circumstances that brought us all together, but also some joy (mitigated, naturally) at being reunited with family after so much time apart. Also a bit of a transition time for masking, so it compounded the feeling that we\u2019d been in dark times but were slowly emerging from them.<\/p>\n\n\n\n Also, I found out when they were read aloud as part of the book launch that I\u2019d been included in the Acknowledgments section. And honestly, it hit me a little. My contribution was very early and minor, and it frankly hadn\u2019t occurred to me with all the people who\u2019d need to be thanked that I might make the cut. So the fact I did, I took as proof that sometimes, those moments that you hope will stick with people actually DO stick with people. And the person I was then remembering had at some point remembered me.<\/p>\n\n\n\n And the next night, I watched a horror movie. (The two aren\u2019t related. But it\u2019s funny to me.) At Robin\u2019s, in the backyard, The Descent. \u00a0All of that is recommended, if you get the chance.<\/p>\n\n\n\n Then my parents\u2019 FIFTIETH anniversary! After going all out for their fortieth, with the surprise party and the best family movie ever, Evan and I knew we were going to be hard-pressed to top ourselves. Also, times were still too pandemic for another party, which Mom also wouldn\u2019t have enjoyed even if we were inclined. BUT we still managed to impress\u2026<\/p>\n\n\n\n We made them a board game called Escape From Winnipeg, in which you have to move from Winnipeg to Toronto. And it could basically only be played by them. Full of trivia and quotes and family history! With a proper board and game cards! We also got those milestone certificates from the federal and provincial governments\u2026 and Evan had the fun idea that the winner would get the certificate from Justin Trudeau and the loser would get the one from Doug Ford! Politics!<\/p>\n\n\n\n But mostly memories. And oh yes\/of course, we also got Chinese food. (New Sky, if you\u2019re wondering.)<\/p>\n\n\n\n (Shame about that one little typo if you happen to see it, but still, pretty great stuff, right?!)<\/p>\n\n\n\n Anyway, shortly thereafter, I voted in the municipal election. Despite the overwhelming hopelessness that will soon be justified by the results. At least the anniversary night was a hit\u2026 and my stop at Sir Winston Churchill to use the bathroom led to this moderately humorous tweet. (Just the first one below. Though they both got important endorsements.)<\/p>\n\n\n\n I go for a walk with Ian and Marty in the ravine and quite unexpectedly bump into Chris and Laura and kids. Since this is a reunion I can never make happen through planning, it becomes an extended hangout. Watch out, Laura; something like that is going to happen again one of these years!<\/p>\n\n\n\n Dave is back in town, and I rope him (nicely) into playing doubles tennis against Peter Marks and Larry. The youths (relatively) win, then Dave and I retreat to Casa del Hershfield for awhile to hang out and make plans with the Northerners. While this is going on, Larry is dealing with some upsetting phone calls\u2026 and while I need to get involved shortly, I\u2019m given permission to head out. So we all meet up at the Pour House, and in the last vestiges of the pandemic life, we do our drinking outside.<\/p>\n\n\n\n So, those phone calls. It turns out my Uncle Bobo is at death\u2019s door, and if my dad wants to say his goodbyes, he needs to get there as soon as possible. Because we know he\u2019ll need emotional support to get through that, it\u2019s determined that I\u2019ll go with him and Evan will move into the house. So I play my Wednesday basketball, cancel a date for Thursday, and that next morning, we fly to Vancouver.<\/p>\n\n\n\n I\u2019m not going to get to into the details here. It feels macabre, and I\u2019d just as soon not dwell on the end of my uncle\u2019s life when we had so many good times together. He was quite a character (with all that comes with that), a big supporter, and the family\u2019s foremost silly talker. I will say that he passed within half an hour of us arriving in his hospital room, so to the extent I believe someone can \u201cgive up the ghost\u201d, I believe he did. That on some level, he waited for my dad to get there, and then left. Though it won\u2019t get written and finalized and all that until we get back to Toronto (continuity error!), here\u2019s his obituary, for as long as the link lasts<\/a>.<\/p>\n\n\n\n At this point, we decided it made more sense to stay in Vancouver for a bit than to race home. Not that it would be a \u201cvacation\u201d, but there were things we could do to help that were done as easily there, and it\u2019s not like either of us would be (more) productive at home.<\/p>\n\n\n\n That night, we went to Sfinaki for dinner\u2026 and though the name had escaped me, as we walked in the door, I recognized it as a place I had gone to with Bobo and the kids. So that was nice\u2026 synergy, I guess? And as we were leaving, I happened to be talking to Larry about triskaidekaphobia, and the hostess overheard us, and we got into a fairly long discussion with her and our waitress about it. (We spared her the details of our visit and described it as \u201cvisiting family.\u201d) Just one of those funny details that\u2019ll stick with me for a bit.<\/p>\n\n\n\n The next day was mostly dedicated to the administration of the thing: compiling email addresses and sending out the notifications. But knowing that the trip is going to be a lot of sitting around and eating (not to mention being sad), I do something for my and Larry\u2019s sanity: I get on Google and find us a walk that\u2019s near to the hotel we\u2019re staying at. Though it ends up being nearly too much in terms of distance (for Larry, I\u2019m a spring chicken!), we go to the Deer Lake Trails. It\u2019s pretty great.<\/p>\n\n\n\n![\"\"](\"https:\/\/scatteredflurries.com\/wp-content\/uploads\/2023\/02\/January-1.jpg\")
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