Don't go where the path may lead you

The Admiral appears to be running on a Julian calendar – thank God – which is pretty standard for most of us. And for those who don’t know: our new year starts at midnight in two days. So we’ve got another upcoming holiday and a bar. We could have karaoke. [He says it with the salacious, promising tone in which one might say "public sex" or "veal."]

Let me know if this sounds good. And if anyone has ideas, or wants help put things together, whatever, let me know that too. Just CC me on anything to do with this, really.

You guys are really big fans of beating the crap out of each other. [Duke looks pretty cheery, despite Nathan's night-terrors waking him and panicking River. Call it an exceptionally good front.] That seems to be your regular go-to for exercise of any kind. Now, far be it from me to deny anyone the pleasure of a good fight, but it seems like that'd get boring after awhile.

So, I do yoga. It's about as far from fighting as you can get. If you want me to sing its praises you're out of luck, but it's relaxing and you don't end up missing teeth. Well, unless you really suck at downward dog.

I'm borrowing a big gym mat and heading toward the garden. Anyone who wants to come along is welcome. Wear clothing that's easy to move in and ditch your shoes at the door.

[Cape Rouge Filter (Nathan and River)]
Except you, Nathan. You're coming whether you want to or not. River, have you ever tried this?