Urban Hike ‘round Lawrenceville on Saturday afternoon. No big win for Team Beast End — repping Friendship/’Sliberty, Bloomfield, Highland Park and L-ville — but no big loss either. By our calculations, we totally come in fourth, just a point or two behind the announced victors. That’s what we need to tell ourselves to sleep at night.

Three hours of trekking from 31st Street to 46th and back again, down to the river and midway up the mountain that separates L-ville from B-field. Tracked down parking chairs, a seahorse birdbath, a hotel with no square corners, a fudge factory, a $4.49 vat of MSG, a bathhouse turned into a real estate office and technicolor flying squirrels. Also, I may have taken a bite out of/zombified a random good sport’s adorable baby-in-a-jack-o-lantern-romper.

Tabulated scores, threw back a mid-afternoon Newcastle and negated the cardio with a deep-friend foodstuff platter at Cattivo on 44th Street.

Later, an oh-my-god-so-good Great Lakes Nosferatu at Old Faithful (Brillo). This morning, another walk around the neighborhood, this time, with puppy in tow (dogsitting while parents visiting out-of-town family). He liked peeing in Arsenal Park. I liked the iced soy latte from Espresso a Mano.