WEDNESDAY. . . . .

. . . . . . I noticed the dirty Cowlitz river this morning as I drove into town for my weekly bowling practice. It is still high and the color of baby poop. I will not be fishing for a while, I fear. . . .  .I bowled five lines today and left with a 162 average, my hope is that I will do that well tomorrow when it really counts.. . . After arriving home I got the laundry caught up and actually exercised for a few minutes. . . . .The rain was a constant drizzle most of the day, typical for this time of year.