I was writing his card and realized (ok, it was in the car on the drive down. At least this year I did not buy it AND sign it on the drive down), my baby brother just turned 36.
Err... that was a holy-shit-I-am-getting-old moment.
I swear, he was 16, like, yesterday.
The BBQ was fantastic and most decidedly NOT Jenny Craig approved.
Whatever. It was delish. Since we got back later than I expected and the fact that I had a food cache equivalent to the caloric needs of a small nation sitting in my stomach, I decided not to run on Saturday. That means I was running and biking on Sunday.
Sunday: Run 6 miles, Bike 15 miles
I ran a little different path today and I enjoyed some new views. The weather was beautiful and after a shit storm of a week with my students it was nice to clear my head.
Mustard plants along the trail. They are an introduced species and considered a scourge, but I think they are pretty.
The trail ends into a bike path and that was when I ran across some tagging by the local youth. I was so pissed that they not only defiled this beautiful space, they also lent serious credence to the belief that American children are irreparably stupid.
Really? In selecting a "gang" name, they went with "Kids of Death"? I hate to tell those jackasses that "Kids of Death" is about as menacing as the "Golden Retrievers of Mayhem." What do they do, bump hardcore Miley Cyrus tracks as they do skate bys?
Fucking tools.
The coup de grâce for me was this
What type of teenagers do not know how to draw a penis and testicles? I mean, really. Dude, if your shlong has a peeled banana appearance, you better get that looked at pronto.
These idiots will one day grow up and be members of our society. God help us.
After her soccer game, LA Run Buddy and I met up for a 15 mile bike ride.
All in all, great day, if not super encouraging for our future.
Sunday: Run 6 miles, Bike 15 miles
I ran a little different path today and I enjoyed some new views. The weather was beautiful and after a shit storm of a week with my students it was nice to clear my head.
Mustard plants along the trail. They are an introduced species and considered a scourge, but I think they are pretty.The trail ends into a bike path and that was when I ran across some tagging by the local youth. I was so pissed that they not only defiled this beautiful space, they also lent serious credence to the belief that American children are irreparably stupid.
Really? In selecting a "gang" name, they went with "Kids of Death"? I hate to tell those jackasses that "Kids of Death" is about as menacing as the "Golden Retrievers of Mayhem." What do they do, bump hardcore Miley Cyrus tracks as they do skate bys?
Fucking tools.
The coup de grâce for me was this
What type of teenagers do not know how to draw a penis and testicles? I mean, really. Dude, if your shlong has a peeled banana appearance, you better get that looked at pronto.
These idiots will one day grow up and be members of our society. God help us.
After her soccer game, LA Run Buddy and I met up for a 15 mile bike ride.
All in all, great day, if not super encouraging for our future.
15 comments:
Nice brick.
Absolutely love the pic with the pig and Jenny Craig! Classic!
Last year while out biking, I came across two penis' drawn on the road facing each other because the kid in the house right on that road is gay. Nice friends. NO wonder kids have issues, lots of pressure. BTW, this kid I learned killed himself later in the year.
Congrats on a great brick workout! I think the pic of the scrounge looks great also.
All I can say is Damn Kids!
Great brick!
Stupid kids. LOL
A testament to why I have chosen not to have kids.
How do you know that is NOT a banana? Sitting on top of ... um .. a pair of testicles? Why couldn't it be that?
Yeah, but your dirty mind goes straight for the d*ck (so to speak).
Maybe it's not the kids we need to worry about.
But seriously, the penis of this "friend of mine" looks exactly like that ... do you really think he should have it checked out?
Wait. Saying I know what my "friend's" penis looks like makes me sound gay (NTTAWWT*), so let's just say it's my penis (only bigger).
Should I have it looked at? And what, exactly, will looking at it do for it? Can't I just look at it myself? Really hard? (I mean the looking. Not the penis ... Okay. I mean both.)
In sum, nice job on the run and the ride and STOP WRITING POSTS ABOUT MY PENIS!1!
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*Not That There's Anything Wrong With That
You make me laugh..and I love the trails you get to run. I am pissed off with you though because every time I visit your blog, for the next hour now I am singing aloud to myself (thankfully) "Boob sweat killed the radio star, in my dreams and in my car..."
Thanks for that.
Great job on getting both the run and the biking done!! Love the mustard trail.
Yeah...kids can be pretty stupid. Sigh...my generation was so much smarter...who's raising these kids anyways?
Hey, you know what would be a great new name for this blog, if you're in the market for one?
"Foodotropism".
Yeah, sometimes I have these like FLASHES of brilliance. I have no idea where they come from; it's just a gift.
Feel free to use it.
"Bite Me, Jenny Craig" is another good one.
That trail looks so great (not the part with the second class graffiti). My impending old age worries me when I know it will be left in the hands of what is essentially a generation of dim witted misanthropes.
The hippo pic just made my day! Nice job on the running and biking!
LOVE the peeled bananna reference !! I laughed out loud !!!
OK...so one time I was teaching and I see one of my genius students is entertaining a small group of students with a really bad looking penis he'd made out out of some gum. He was having so much fun that he didn't notice that I was writing the referral. Long story, short, I gave him the referral and then I had him tape the gum-penis to the it in the place that asked me to explain why I was sending him to the office.
I will say that the office staff LOVED me for that.
Ah...good times.
LOVE the hippo!
I was having a moment (not a good one) and then I read your post, and then you made me laugh to the point of laugh-snorting.
Ah, youth.
I am so stealing that Jenny Craig hippo.
Walrus Girl went with a photo of a hippo instead? Guess there was no swimming in that brick.
Mustard plants are only a scourge if you run through them. Eggplants are only a scourge if you eat them, btw.
oh, how I love thee.
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