Maybe You've Forgotten

Maybe you've forgotten, life is jolly rotten....

Hey, life got you down?

Job sucks?
Wife an RB?
Stock Market Down?
401K looking like a 200.5 F?
Foot Hurt?
Team losing the big game?

Well, it's not all bad, somebody loves ya..............................Give a whistle..............

Ha, It's A-Man 1, You Squids 0!

Yeah, oh yeah. You all owe me beers. The fierce Sasha Knowles post was vintage me baby. And you guys thought it was a Shammer.

Next time you see me, I'm drinking on your tab-tab-cola man.

What's happening now?

Is it a real dog if you can punt it more than 10 yards?

........... Rex and Ringo say, vote No on 2! I agree with that!........

I'm watching two yapping little dogs for some friends. I'm trying to good job, but I had them outside and one was yap, yap, yapping and I guess he upset nature's balance and a fly came out of nowhere and knocked one over. I cheered for the fly! Long hair isn't any better on a Chihuahua than it is on a teenage boy, go fly, fly.

Anyway this gig is ending tomorrow, along with it ends my ability to check Internet at all hours. The Internet guy hasn't come out yet, but it's ok, I'm not actually paying him yet. The longer I wait, the longer they wait. Ha!

Ok, the next post will either be me or a sham, if you want to pull the ole flim-flam sham let me know, and I'll hook you up.

Andy, aka, Sasha Fierce USA, 2008, you guys owe me!

No ESCAPE

I guess there's no escape from one's density, er, a make that destiny (couple of little letters in the wrong place that's what starts wars, "Hey didn't I see you going down on the dwarf? Er, a Wharf, I said Wharf.")

I reckon my bro, what a good guy, has roped me into doing this again, arg! But, I definitely encourage you to contact me, or my bro to set up a mock post. AndyManMathews@aol.com. If you wanna host and you get away it, you win a beer, not a glass of wine, no starbucks, but a beer, and ask Chase, when I lose a bet I won't cheat you out of it (Chase, really, I owe you, I haven't cheated you yet!)

Get aways with it? Well, I'll run a poll, AndyMan or Sham. The public will vote, early and often and will guess if it's me, or a sham. If they think it's me and it's you, you win. If they think it's you and it's you, well, if I see you and I have the money and if there is beer, then... buy your own damn beer!

What will I talk about?

Well, I'm definitely in the slam with this injury, not running, the only thing worse that not running, may be running! I strive for the innocence that one of my cross country runners, Mike has. As the boys team is lining up for the start of the 5K race, Mike's dad was giving him last minute motivation, "We want a PR Mike, You can do it, a PR, come on Mike, Time for a PR!" Mike, who had not run well last week said, "Ok, dad." He then turned to his teammates, "Guys, what's a PR?"

Yoikes! Well, he ran much better than he did last week, but like the definition itself, the PR plum alluded him!

3 weeks from today I hope to be running again (don't freak Candi, it's just a target date, not an absolute.) Until then I've got plans to do a full post on texting, Ali went to Homecoming and I have pictures from that. We have districts in two weeks for Cross Country, I'll keep you posted and you guys can keep me entertained!

Call Me Sasha Fierce.

Dammit, I'm tired of the charade. From now on, I shall be known as Sasha Fierce. Oh, sure, Beyonce' might try to claim this, but she's never run a hunnerd miles in a day like I have. So screw her.

Identity Thief in the House!

AndyMan, I am a space alien who has been following your blog. I will not allow you to shut down!

Shuttin' it Down

I'm thinking it's time to shut down the old Blogger.

Since I'm not running, not training, I guess I don't have much to say, all I can do is get myself in trouble.

Bye.

So, lately, I been doing a lot of Racing

Smart Car races, they are all the rage at TC.
I like to Race Smartcars on my Smartboard.

I have many many tokens with which to race:
Turtle, Yellow Smart Car, Pink Smart Car, Rabbit, snail, racecar (oops, I spelled it backwards!), Carl Crawford, Indiana Jones, Tugboat, cheetah. Well, I guess that's about all the game pieces one needs. If you're ever over on North Rome Ave, I challenge you to a Smart Car race! I get the yellow one!