I went out and ran with Scott Cary’s Running Club today. It was a press conference announcing the APD/AFD running club thing and then we all got the opportunity to do the Runtex Workout (AKA Paul Carrozza Death March). Picture of the day is a fireman and I comparing shoes.

Fence Update: Councilman McLeod just came by again. His tactic today was to state that they were just going to put the fence in a certain place they chose, and then he waited for me to acquiesce. After a long pause wherein I didn’t answer that at all he said that they had even agreed that they would bring it out to a point a little further out. I said that when they stole my property they agreed to fence to here. I was afraid that it was going to be like one of those phone-slamming things wherein if, at any time during the conversation, I said anything remotely affirmative I would have a new telco, so I kept my few comments short and on point.
Now here’s the part where I almost choked him: He pulled out his little plat and offhandedly remarked that our front fence was a little on the public right of way^[1]. “Hmm, I guess the highway department handles that.”
Filthy.

[1] Our front fence is a little in the right of way because it goes around a huge tree. We could move the fence to the other side of the tree, but the tree would still be there…