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Go north

We broke in a new state. Then we took a break for sightseeing. New Hampshire is cool, green and quite lovely in the summertime. We took the Winnipesaukee & Pemigewasset train to Weirs Beach on Lake Winnipesaukee. Say that three times fast.

It was bike week, so the sights were plentiful.

Coincidentally, I saw a lady riding this bike later in the day in another town.

We noticed an acute lack of mullets.

Plenty of wife beaters, though.

Bike jam.

Parking at the old drive-in theater.

Raising the flag.

For even more noise and speed, you could take a helicopter ride over the lake. Twenty bucks for about three minutes. Cha ching!

There were many lovely ladies in leather chaps. This isn't one of them.

We hung out on the beach and admired the view. Dreamy.

More is better?

Northwest Airlines wrote to ask me whether I might be interested in using my accumulated miles, which have been sitting stagnant for years, to get a bunch of free magazines. Hmm. Since I now fly free wherever, whenever, I guess. Well, yes. Yes, I would! But are they really free? There must be a handling fee for each one or something. Nope. Free. I already get tons of magazines: cooking magazines, entertainment magazines, travel magazines, literary magazines, a couple of women's magazines, current events magazines. I pick more up when I travel. Pilot brings them to me. I'm a fan. I like the glossy pages and the variety, the unexpected topics I wouldn't have come across otherwise, and especially the short-form writing. It fits my current lack of attention span. I still love reading, but it's gotta be good to hold me for long. Plus, I consider it studying for my own work. The more I read, the better I write.

Now the Northwest list of six or seven new titles is starting to arrive. I can't keep up. What was I thinking???

Maybe there's a reason I found this info?

Nice. I'm glancing over the home page of the local newspaper and see a headline mentioning a street right next to mine and a hunt for a serial rapist. It seems the police have used DNA evidence to tie at least four previous rapes in my neighborhood over the last few years to one that occurred one street over last week. I didn't know about any of this. I already don't -- and wouldn't -- leave any doors or windows open at night. I'm on the right track, too, because that's how he's been getting into women's homes -- easy as pie -- between 1:30 and 5:30 a.m. Ladies, never assume you're safe, even if you live in a "safe" area. It's not worth the risk.