Man, is it smokin' outside! With temperatures pushing 90 degrees here in Philadelphia over the past couple days, you'd never know it's only April. I'm not complaining, though. Due to some of my medications, I am always freezing. But not the past few days. Taking full advantage of this opportunity, I used some soon-to-be expired train tickets to head into Center City and sit in Rittenhouse Square, girl-watching and eating pizza. The next day, I decided to cruise in my chair along Kelly Drive, girl-watching again. Are you noticing a common theme here?
As for the cigarette, relax, it's only a tasteless joke -- my body is messed up enough from DMD that the last thing I'd ever do is smoke! Anyone who knows me knows I'm the most neurotic, overly cautious person who would never do anything remotely dangerous. But you have to admit, that photo would scare every teenager away from ever picking up a cigarette!
Okay, I'm going back outside -- not to poison myself, but to enjoy the sun's heat while it lasts...