That Fuckin' Wind... (this post is so long, it deserves a few titles)

So the three day training cycle hits round two. In order to get in better shape for the marathon without worrying about the searing pain in my calves, I devised the plan that will take over the world. Well, not the world, but my marathon training world. I figure that since I can't go on a run for at least two days after the last run, I'll work on the upper legs and lungs another way. Enter the bike. Now, the cycle will be: run-bike-rest. We're not talking about a pansy bike ride up and down the block a few times. I'm shooting for a 15 mile minimum. Ideally 20 miles. Yesterday I did my first complete three mile run since this whole training attempt started. Today featured a bike ride. It was nice, save the fact that gusty winds can be pretty rough. Going against a stong wind takes a lot of work to get through. Its like that one Beavis and Butthead episode where they go to the trailer park during a tornado. They wheeled really slowly but where peddling really hard. Today was like that....but not as hilarious.

The Man and his Plan

Today featured a free luncheon. Some guy, known as 'the man' at a local financial services concern, gave us a talk. He talked about things he did...things to do...keys to success life. He's very positive guy. However, the guy was a total asshole and like to swear casually...it was entertaining at the least. Some gold quotes from the talk:

"Don't worry about what the fuck you did in college. The A students work for the B students and most of them work for the C students because the C students are the entrepreneurs."
"A Masters degree in business doesn't get you shit."
"If you're not going to look around and take a few risks, go to dental school, because you'll get bowled over."
"The dumbest people have the most money. For example, someone could be investing a lot of money. You know who has the capital in this country? Kindergarden teachers! *begin pansy voice* By day she's a kindergarden teacher, *change to sarcastic, heroic voice* by night, she's an investor."

I listened an hour of this kind of action and I was very entertained. Although people like him are just another reason I should ditch this corporate gig, I did take a few lessons from the guy. It made for a good lunch...that and I got to eat a free tuna salad sandwhich...EATEN TUNA SALAD SANDWHICH!

A little math for you

Time it takes to get to Fort Awesome by way of the EL = 40 minutes.
Time it took last night to get to Fort Awesome by way of the bus = 25 minutes.
Time it takes you to realize how awesome I am = instantly.

1991: A good time to be twelve

We're moving towards the dog days of summer. This is the best part of summer. It's still far enough from fall to get bored, still early enough to feel like there's a lot of summer left. Back in the day my friends and I would hang out unsupervised. This was during the 'late elementary - through middle school' years. We were too old / too cool to 'play outside'. We were too young to wander around the city alone. What kind of fun could we have? Well, we sat in a friends' basement...we played video games, ate snacks, drank mountain dew...and most importantly....we made home movies. Yeah, just like Home Movies, the cartoon....except instead of the clever dialogue, perfectly timed humor, and neurotic meandering, we had no dialogue, filthy language, fireworks, and a lot of violence. It was amazing. So anyway, Nick sent me a good flashback yesterday...this basically this described the moment that started the home movie revolution for us:

This day in 1991 was when police arrested jeffrey dahmer for finding body
parts in his milwaukee apartment.
Tomorrow in 1991, Dan Eimon, Ed Lo, Brian Haas, and Nick Vilione started
making home movies about it.

Well, they weren't movies about Dahmer during the latter half of his life. It was just a way for us to stage a fight scene. It was basic premises that we drew from our knowledge of the situation. Five thirteen year-olds watch this happen in the big city and conclude: he was probably violent when he was our age. So we shot "Jeffery Dahmer as a kid" one summer day. Nick played dahmer. Brian and Dan played his childhood friends. The scene was this: Brian and Dan playing basketball (we were in a basement and it was a mini rim)...Nick walks in...asks to play. Brian and Dan say no. Nick then asks why he can't play. Brian and Dan waffle a bit for a few seconds before Brian says: "you kind of suck." Nick says, "Oh I suck...do I?!!1," he then picks up a broom stick and starts swinging around. Dan was running away, Nick swings the stick, and produces what looks like the most realisic fake shot ever captured on amateur home video. After that, we were hooked on making action films. I'm not saying we have that sick fuck mass murderer to thank for the movie...but the situation created an opening for us to take our brand of humor to video. Hmmm...we're must have been a fucked up set of kids back then.

Useless info

The webcam is always on. Its pretty funny to look into my apartment when I'm not home....give it a shot.

(yeah, I've had a lot to say since the last post...but I've actually been busy)

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