Welcome back! Before you go any further, you may want to check out the most important piece of prose that has been written this year, yesterday’s ITP blog entry.
With this being a leap year I allowed myself one more day of gluttony. Of course yesterday was also Cheddarhead so it was easy to be gluttonous. It was another successful Cheddarhead in which I
ran trail found love defended my bowling championship ate foods from strange lands.
ITP Flickr Pic
I decided to start the year out on a different foot.
Instead of making biscuits and gravy for the first breakfast of 2008 I made an egg, sausage, and cheese casserole. Looks delicious you say? You’re damn right it’s delicious! If I wasn’t still so full from yesterday I would have eaten a slice for breakfast today.
Cheddarhead: Love And Bowling Skill Take A Holiday
Finding a mate at Cheddarhead is not much different from trying to do so at a family reunion. However, considering that the pack size averages about 160 these days it’s a lot like belonging to a family with very low standards; and with it being January 1st one also hopes to swoop in on the wildebeest whose nursing a hangover or is equally ready to start the year out differently. Alas, the more things stay the same, the more things stay the same and what few wildebeest at which I charged were able to keep up with their pack and elude me.
Undaunted I approached the bowling alley with all intentions of defending my Cheddarhead championship. I may lack confidence in many areas, but being two-time Cheddarhead Champion is an honor for which any man can puff out his chest and walk with head-held-high. Yesterday proved not to be my day. I could not defeat the sticky lane approaches (my “style” requires a slippery surface, furthermore everyone had to deal with similar lousy conditions), nor could I overcome the identity crisis provided by bowling with a ball with “Mitch” (who the hell is Mitch?) engraved on it. Perhaps the worst part of losing my championship was that I did so to one of my arch-nemeses, Randy, and allowed the title of Cheddarhead Champion to travel out of state. Today I hang my head like a shameful Miss America.
I Went To George’s Last Night So That I Wouldn’t Have To Go Tonight
After bowling (no-longer-lurking) Lisa, (newly-crowned champion) Randy, and
Vanessa Williams I went to George’s. We went to George’s because of its proximity to where we were bowling, the fact that its non-smoking, and that vegetarian fare could be obtained. What I failed to remember was that it would probably be filled with stupid-head UGA fans who were already happy because my Gators shit the bed against Michigan and their squad was ready to crush an over-matched bunch of Hawaiians.
I will not be there again tonight. because it’s going to be about twenty degrees outside. It’s not that I have no plans to exercise, it’s that I have no plans to go outdoors to exercise tonight. Besides, my half-marathon training starts next Monday so I have only have a few more days of procrastination.
btw- If you are interested in seeing the schedule I’ll be following in order to successfully prepare myself for the ING Georgia Half Marathon, look/subscribe to this Google Calendar.
Tonight I will most likely be scarce. I think my plans will involve being alone, staying at home, watching a movie and/or reading. And you know what? I’m fucking a-okay with that!
And now for some ideas stolen from LiveJournal…
Current Mood – crushed to now be called “former-champion”
Current Music – Sirius Satellite Radio, Channel 26 playing Cansei De Ser Sexy — “Music Is My Hot Hot Sex” (think “iPod commercial”)
Website Of The Day – If you are like me, you want all of your albums in iTunes to have album art. Since iTunes doesn’t have all album art, go fill out those empty slots by using Album Art.
Exercise (b)Log – negligible
Monthly Foot Mileage – 0 miles
Monthly Wheel Mileage – 0 miles
Mode Of Transportation To Work – My car
Monthly Marta Rides – 0
1) Run no fewer than 50 miles
2) Ride Marta no fewer than sixteen times (eight round-trips)
3) Read at least one book