Cast of Characters

Each morning when I run my head is full of thoughts. Some real life and some sort of comedic stories I invent as I breathe in and out.

I have what I fondly refer to as my "Cast of Characters". For some reason, I like making up stories in my head about people I don't know. It entertains me. They are the stars of my personal morning show.

Cast of Characters:

Mr. Red Shirt - he shows up every day without fail...walking...walking. He is older and is not a trim man....not big...just not small... and I wonder if he had something go wrong with his heart. I wonder if he waited this long to start  being active, but is now trying to make a change. We wave, smile, say "Good Morning" and count on the next morning...

*Update - I worry about Mr. Red Shirt - I haven't seen him in weeks...the story in my head says that he has had a heart relapse and I worry about his wife...

Miss Perky Ponytail - waves in an eager way every few days. Not every day, but then she is very young...and really waaay to perky! Her ponytail swings happily from side to side while she runs and waves in a perky sort of way. Really, I want to be annoyed by her, but she is just so cute and happy. That was probably me in a younger life.

*Update - She has been joined by Miss Perky Ponytail #2 and they are perky and yak yak while they walk...no more running - too much interruption to their conversation.

Mr. I'm too Cool to turn my Head to acknowledge you. That's okay, he will probably end up like Mr. Red Shirt someday. Have some fun! Look at me in the eye when you run by. I will smile and say good morning and maybe, just maybe you WILL have a good morning!

*Update - Still doesn't turn his head...and does NOT look like he is having fun.

Ms. I am Older Than you, but in Shape with a BIG smile! - She should annoy me, but I like her. She is probably getting shin splints from the cement she runs on. If we sat down to tea, she would be happy and gracious...I just know it.

*Update - She is still at it she always smiles, is in terrific shape and wears the same outfit each day - like I do!

Ms. In my thirties and I'm divorced already and thought these Rollerblades may be effective especially without KNEEPADS!....  Okay, I cannot fault anyone for being as bold as rollerblades when they are no longer the rage.... just sayin' - She didn't fall.... but then I don't see her everyday.

*Update - She gave up quickly. I hope she didn't fall without her knee pads. Maybe she and her husband got back together and they rollerblade as a family on Saturdays together....it could happen!

Mr. Bald BIG DOBERMAN dog walker - From now on I will warn him when I am coming up behind him.... his dobie almost had me for an early breakfast! Fortunately, he had a tight leash on him... makes me wonder. But, we smile and say "Good Morning" each day.

*Update - See him every day - I guess people's animals MAKE them be consistent. I hope he picks up his dog droppings....I'm still petrified of his dog.

Mr. I Have a Cool Convertible BMW (I sure hope nobody notices that it is being held together with duct tape... AND I don't have air conditioning...) - For pete's sake - we live in ARI-frickin-ZONA people! Who cares if you look cool...if you don't have air conditioning YOU ARE MISERABLE!

*Update - See him in this "cool" car every morning. At least he has a job to go to. Maybe he can get his air conditioner fixed, because I think he just loves his duct taped car!

My two doggie friends - Old Tired Man Australian Shepherd and Middle Aged Girl Barking Border Collie - they are friends - perhaps mates. But the old man is too tired to bark anymore. The middle aged Girl is still ready to partaaayyy! (Is this why I like her so much?)

*Update - Even the Middle Aged Girl is not as eager to bark anymore...I guess I know the feeling!

The bird on the corner of Greenfield and Frye as I round the corner to my last stretch - has a wolf whistle - I KID YOU NOT!! Every time I look around to see who the jerk is who is whistling at me at five in the morning....turns out it is just the same old bird... can't tell if I am disappointed or happy....

*Update - I make sure I run that route often, just so I can get someone to whistle at me.

Then there is the tiny donkey who wears the face mask (to keep flies off his eyes) and has looked at me silently for months....then all of a sudden he decides to do that donkey racket to me and scared the bejeebers out of me, but I had a good giggle when I realized what it was!

*Update - The earlier I get up and run and the darker it is outside...well, sometimes I don't see this noisy tiny donkey... but I miss him.

If you have read this far, then you really do need to get a life.  I mean you are reading about a bunch of people and animals that I have made up stories about.

There is one more....it is Shawn's house. It is about 3/4 of a mile down Frye and it is an old broken down tiny ranch house. It isn't even charming, but just sits there, lifeless. Actually, every place I pass seems lifeless at 5 a.m. About once a month there is a big semi-truck parked in front. "It is Shawn's truck," I invent in my mind. Shawn used to run the ranch after his daddy died, but had to get a regular job because of the rotten economy and that keeps him away for weeks at a time. His mother lives in that old falling down house and his son lives with her there. Shawn's wife left him and the boy when the hard times hit. Shawn has kept the boat and horse trailer for when he is in town and can take his son out. It's the best he can do.

That's all I "know" about Shawn, but I know that if I make it as far as his house, then I am almost to the end of Frye and can turn on Higley and then onto Fairview so I can see the dogs and get my whistle...

Pathetic.

I know.