2004-06-09 - 7:59 a.m.
Morning Is Broken
Since I decided that I need as much outside/daylight time as possible, I started taking the lakefront bike path and sitting at Olive Park in the morning. Yesterday morning, I saw a shirtless, old, flabby, hairy man exercising. It looked like a cross between the Charleston, the Hula, and a seizure. His shorts were down below his gut, yet just above his pubes.This morning I saw two old women doing calisthenics. I convinced myself that although they looked like proper, nice, old women, they belong to a UFO cult. I could see it in the way they raised their arms in the air and brought them back down. It had “worship” written all over it. On my way out of the park, a man sat meditating in full lotus position on a marble bench, while directly in front of him, a woman with her back toward him, legs spread wide, bent forward to stretch....OM indeed!
