Seemed Like a Really Long Day
Today is the Summer Solstice, the longest day of the year. This is where all the druids visit Stonehenge. As I explained earlier, this is where the shadow appears through the centermost gap.
During lunchtime, I walked to Kensington Palace. I didn't pay to go to the staterooms, but I walked through the gates. The gardens were immaculate. The grass was well-manicured that would make a very nice fairway for any golfer.
On the way back, I stopped off at my room to pick up the 3-week old Red Vines so that they could give it a go (Brit talk for give it a try). Most of them really liked it because when they think of licorice, they think of that nasty-tasting, black licorice. Later, I brought some sunflower seeds and I don't think they took to it too well.
This evening, the group that I was training wanted to go out to, what else, a pub after work. We went to the Greyhound because they had pool tables that were bare as a chihuahua. As we started playing Eight Ball, someone asked, "Who's spots?" What the heck are they talking about? They call it "Spots and Stripes," whereas we call it "Solids and Stripes." Soon thereafter, it started getting really smoky that I thought I was in amidst of San Francisco fog. All I know that my eyes started burning a little and throat as dry as the Cajun Chicken Sandwich I had at Sticky Fingers. We finally left and back out into fresh air, so I thought, because my clothes just wreaked from the stench of smoke. I felt like Pigpen from the Peanuts cartoon. They wanted to go to another pub because they had a foosball table. It was a little better because there wasn't as much smoke and, supposedly, it was next to an "American" college.
From Friday morning's television news and newspaper, it is reported that high levels of toxic chemicals linked to cancer in people have been found in hens' eggs after hatching some deformed chicks. It's a possibility that this came about from the pyres used to destroy livestock with the foot and mouth disease. Okay, I had enough. I'm definitely ready to leave. There's nothing else I can eat, except for plain fish. No more pasta, french toast, waffles, and definitely not pancakes.
I, also, read on the Internet that nobody won on Wednesday and the Lotto is up to $125 mil, the largest pot in US history. Better jump in quick.