Here's a piece of it for you, one of my little pearls that the students are all so very (not so very, don't like all) of:
"It's nice to know yourself so well that you don't need a clock; you don't need to know what place you are in; you just know what your effort level is. You know you did well without the aid of any outside source."
I said that, I said it last night, it came to me over some Shrimp and mixed veggies (still meat free after 4 months). This was me at Arkansas, this was Chase at Arkansas, this was Angie at the John Holmes 50K, and with a little training and much crash testing, this could be you too!
Hey, just so you know, the Faber Mascot is the Mongols, not bad. Any votes?
7 comments:
You want a vote? Put it in a poll. You wanna just do it, then just do it. What's voting anyway? You think Chopper'd let Steffon vote? Pick a name, AndyMan, it's your blog. Harden the Fuck up!
Oh, and my vote is for Booze Monkeys.
Fat, drunk and stupid is no way to go through life, son.
Er, I beg to dif' Vernon! Fat Drunk and stupid is a way to go through life. Tell me that wasn't sounding good at 6 AM on Sunday 10/7.
SuperDave, yeah, that was funny, I liked it!
Hey, fat dudes need love, too.
Harden the Heck Up, boys. If it's just a name, why not pick one that he won't be embarrassed if his daughter, Sister Teresa, and his students read? I mean, really, we all get the point!
Okay, Barb, "The Inflamed Codpieces" it is!
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