Spring has sprung at Berean

4 hard-chargers sallied out in crystal clear gloom which allowed Canuck to point out Venus, Saturn and Mars hanging out together in the eastern sky.  We departed for an old Berean favorite… the Streetlight Boogie.  When it was all said and done we had accomplished some 222 mericans, 222 squats, 222 flutters,  a bunch of "get-ups", mobility, and approximately 1.896 miles.  At FINEX Bagboy scooted off to stake his claim in the return-to-office rush, while Canuck, Caesar and YHC sat around at a leisurely, prolonged and thoroughly enjoyable coffeeteria where we Monday Morning Quarterbacked our respective Sunday homilies, and then moved on to a session of kvetching, opining, bellyaching, lamenting and persuading.  There was much rejoicing.