Another icky, rainy day, so no outdoor walk again this morning. I am, however, feeling smug because I finally caved in and dug out my old Richard Simmons "Sweatin' to the Oldies" set (I had them - gasp! - on VHS tapes and later got the set on DVD) and have managed to get through one twice now without doing serious damage to my seriously aging body. And that's after quite a few years of letting them languish in a box somewhere. As a reward, we stopped at the Ice House Inn for a beer, where my Coors Light came in this glass from a brewery I'm not familiar with - although it's made in Cincinnati. Did I mention I collect oddball beer glasses?