{"id":308,"date":"2005-07-29T16:37:23","date_gmt":"2005-07-30T00:37:23","guid":{"rendered":"http:\/\/angrypirate.dreamhosters.com\/wordpress\/?p=308"},"modified":"2005-07-29T16:37:23","modified_gmt":"2005-07-30T00:37:23","slug":"mmmm-that-sounds-nice","status":"publish","type":"post","link":"https:\/\/www.alannarisse.com\/blog\/mmmm-that-sounds-nice\/","title":{"rendered":"Mmmm, that sounds nice"},"content":{"rendered":"<p>I went out for my daily marathon training. In just a 4 mile loop from my house I saw gophers, blackbirds, ducks, seagulls, turtles, koi, doggies and even a cat on a leash. She was sitting next to the pond purring away with a look of absolute bliss on her face. I went to the top of Stow Island and got a nearly 360 degree panorama of the city. There are lots of flowers in bloom and the eucalyptus trees are always beautiful. I can&#8217;t see how I can go for months at a time without entering our glorious park. These things happen I guess.<\/p>\n<p>Strange the gamut of emtions I go through on my daily runs. I start out feeling sluggish. Once I reach the inner recesses of the park, I feel a tremendous surge of joy when I feel like I could just cry from happiness, and then once I return to the cars and noise, I enter into a state anxiety about all the things I have to do. Maybe I should just live in a tent in the park. Mmmm, that sounds nice.<\/p>\n<p>Tonight I think we are riding bikes somewhere for food and drinks. Maybe the beach chalet. It&#8217;s a little foggy though, we might be hanging inside by the fireplace tonight. Mmmmm, that sounds nice. Strange to sit by a fireplace in the middle of &#8220;Summer.&#8221; The following quote has been coming up a lot this summer:<\/p>\n<p>&#8220;The coldest winter I ever spent was summer in San Francisco.&#8221;<br \/>\n&#8211;Mark Twain<\/p>\n","protected":false},"excerpt":{"rendered":"<p>I went out for my daily marathon training. In just a 4 mile loop from my house I saw gophers, blackbirds, ducks, seagulls, turtles, koi, doggies and even a cat on a leash. She was sitting next to the pond purring away with a look of absolute bliss on her face. I went to the [&hellip;]<\/p>\n","protected":false},"author":1,"featured_media":0,"comment_status":"open","ping_status":"open","sticky":false,"template":"","format":"standard","meta":{"footnotes":""},"categories":[],"tags":[],"class_list":["post-308","post","type-post","status-publish","format-standard","hentry"],"_links":{"self":[{"href":"https:\/\/www.alannarisse.com\/blog\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/posts\/308","targetHints":{"allow":["GET"]}}],"collection":[{"href":"https:\/\/www.alannarisse.com\/blog\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/posts"}],"about":[{"href":"https:\/\/www.alannarisse.com\/blog\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/types\/post"}],"author":[{"embeddable":true,"href":"https:\/\/www.alannarisse.com\/blog\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/users\/1"}],"replies":[{"embeddable":true,"href":"https:\/\/www.alannarisse.com\/blog\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/comments?post=308"}],"version-history":[{"count":0,"href":"https:\/\/www.alannarisse.com\/blog\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/posts\/308\/revisions"}],"wp:attachment":[{"href":"https:\/\/www.alannarisse.com\/blog\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/media?parent=308"}],"wp:term":[{"taxonomy":"category","embeddable":true,"href":"https:\/\/www.alannarisse.com\/blog\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/categories?post=308"},{"taxonomy":"post_tag","embeddable":true,"href":"https:\/\/www.alannarisse.com\/blog\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/tags?post=308"}],"curies":[{"name":"wp","href":"https:\/\/api.w.org\/{rel}","templated":true}]}}