The Beat Goes On

Check out the very very new Goons With Spoons. Seriously, this site went live only a few days ago and is quickly growing in good content. GWS is a project created by fellow goon "Toast" and all recipes are provided by the food lovers of the Somethingawful forums, so props to "Toast" and all food goons out there for this cool project. Gotta love the new wiki approach of Goons With Spoons!

Also, go and dig Crash Test Kitchen, a video blog run by two Australians that live in England and love Canada and eat lamb and sausages pretty much constantly. They make yummy things and like to show them to people.


(I would have added images to this post, but something bad is happening to images on the innernet webs right now and things must stay calm and relaxed until this crisis of terror passes over our innocent God fearing souls. I blame Islam for this problem to be perfectly honest with you. Who else would hate my freedom? Islam, that's who.)

East Thames Walk

Walked pretty much the same distance as I did on the Highbury walk but didn’t suffer the bad foot sprain afterwards. This is a good sign. Also, this one took me over an hour longer to walk, even though it was a kilometer less. This means it was a better walk.

The path that follows the Thames between Oxford st and the forks is infested with bikers, rollerbladers and at times is as busy as a downtown sidewalk. I assume it’s like this all the way up to Western and it's really annoying. Not really an enjoyable walk and I will avoid this area as best I can from now on.

The walk got good around the Watson Park area, having to trespass on hospital grounds to stay as close to the river as I could and seeing river valleys I couldn't get to and stuff.

The trail got “weird”, so I had to cross a train bridge to the other side of the river. I am normally not afraid of heights but in certain situations, like crossing a train bridge with Canada geese below me hissing at like snakes and trying to watch for approaching trains, I totally am scared of heights.

Finally, I saw and photographed a fox. I think this is a pretty rare thing considering I was within city limits and foxes are known to want absolutely nothing at all to do with humans. Mr. Fox was pretty nervous, but it posed for me a few times. He was eating something he just caught, probably a squirrel or bird between Adelaide and Eggerton; a small piece of wilderness owned and operated by Mr. Fox, at least for now.

Legs and feet were tired, but not as bad as last time. Good walk.