Ok, nothing big, up to 175, I think it's the two pounds of tape on my ailing foot though. I'm still a lean mean TV watching machine!
I'm about ready to take Chase's old job criticizing those TV shows (do they not have Pilots anymore? How does some of this cheese make it on the tube? You know what would make a good show? We have a wall come at people with holes in the wall and people jam themselves into the holes and try to go through the wall...... Pa-Leees! What a load of manure! What's next? These ultrarunners will pull off their toenails with their bare hands.....)
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I stepped on the scale today... and it sued me.
Awww, come on. Even *I* laughed when I saw the commercial for "Hole in the Wall." Effing hysterical. Wanna come over for the premiere tomorrow???
Yeah, I watched "hole in the wall" for about five minutes last night, what a load of crapola ... "okay, these guys, they have to fit through a hole in the wall, and this siren sounds, and a guy asks if they're ready, and they fit through a hole ... " ....
who thought this one up, Fisher Price?
Here's a show, make my bicepts so big that I can't wear a shirt and have to go around for 2.5 hours in an RV with no shirt on. It'll sell, I swear!
-Dean Karnazes
We had a game like that in college... we would try to fit the girls that me met at the bar through the front door...the more we drank the more challenging it became.
Just think. We all have a choice. We can watch crap like that on TV or we can go for a run. It made me think about the short string yesterday on the book "Once a Runner". (I'm jealous of Roger's signed copy.) I poked around the net for a bit to see what was out there about the book. Seems Wikipedia has some quotes from the book. Found this one that I liked and thought it might give us some inspiration to go out and hit the roads rather than watch "Hole in your Head" (whatever). Enjoy.
"It is simply that we can all be good boys and wear our letter sweaters around and get our little degrees and find some nice girl to settle, you know, down with... take up what a friend of ours calls the hearty challenges of lawn care... Or we can blaze! Become legends in our own time, strike fear in the heart of mediocre talent everywhere! We can scald dogs, put records out of reach! Make the stands gasp as we blow into an unearthly kick from three hundred yards out! We can become God's own messengers delivering the dreaded scrolls! We can race dark Satan himself till he wheezes fiery cinders down the back straightaway....They'll speak our names in hushed tones, 'those guys are animals' they'll say! We can lay it on the line, bust a gut, show them a clean pair of heels. We can sprint the turn on a spring breeze and feel the winter leave our feet! We can, by God, let our demons loose and just wail on!"
Now go have a nice day.
GFan.
um, i'm the one who introduced you to human tetris. america's hole is just that...a hole in our ass.
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