When I complain about the youth of America, which I do quiet a lot because lets face facts, I love to complain, what I mean is any one younger then thirty. What I mean is anyone younger then me. I’m talking about anyone who is old enough to know better. I’m talking about “kids” who are old …
Month: May 2012
Today’s morning run is brought to you by the letter g as in grrr. G as in I would gggggreatly appreciate not shitting myself twice in one week. This morning was briefly slightly terrifying. I went for a quick run at Keller’s at dawn. Today’s adventure consisted of having to run for the first time ever …
When I picked up my mobile, the first thing my Dad said to me was “Your Mother thinks I’m getting weird” Oh no, this conversation can’t be going any where good. Last week I blogged about how my Dad likes to find “treasures” on the side of the freeway while he is at work …
Today a red tailed hawk flew by my face. Okay actually it was about ten feet away from my face, but still, it was really fucking close, and really fucking glorious. I was running in the forest, far, far away from civilization and out of no where this huge red hawk flies low, cutting …
Apparently I’m the bad driver. Wow, shocking as I spend so much time yelling, flipping off and just generally being angry at every other driver who dares cross my path. I learned me this fact today at the Rancho Cucamonga DMV. I showed up at seven a.m. and was the first one inside the building. …