Well, before August gets here I suppose I should post something or suffer the fate of July 2010 being the first month I missed sharing my thoughts, random obscure trivia and death pools like how long will Brian Dennehy be circling the drain for. Yeah, this blog has never been one to accumulate mass amounts of good karma points but I digress. Tonight I finally have time to catch everyone up. All three of you. There is no work that is pressing at the office, my research has finally gotten to a manageable cluster and I decided to rest and not run another race tomorrow. I am currently staring at six more marathons and an ultra relay before October’s end. So with this free time, where to begin?
Living in Moscow Idaho is like living in the DOS prompt of America. There is really nothing here and if you leave this town you will drive through miles of rolling hills, blue sky and occasional farms only to arrive in another town that looks just like the one you came from. It’s a lot like living in a flash program. It will never change and does not end. Kind of like this.
I think my neuro research has effected my brain. Irony! I have spent so much time in the lab, hospital and library, I think I am socially inept. Yesterday I was at the local Co Op (hippy grocery) and the check out girl asked me what color my eyes were. I told her I wasn’t sure because I can’t see them. In my mind I was trying to be funny playing off the fact that I see with them and was unable to…you get it. But I came across like a dick-nerd. The worst kind! Being a nerd is bad enough but when a dick lable is added, that makes my fists itch. But I regained and thanked her for her compliments and the promptly spilled my change on the floor. I’m going to buy my fruit somewhere else for a while.
I witnessed my cat eat a fly today. It wasn’t good enough that she licks her butt but now eats flies. Just thought you needed to know.
This blog turns three years old in a couple of days. I don’t trust myself to post on the exact day so I’ll just say it now. Weee! A lot has happened in the past three years and I wouldn’t do anything different. Well, probably quit tequila sooner. I don’t miss making this face anymore.
I missed motherfucking David Bowie Day! Dag rabbit! Okay, since it was my brain child to begin with I think I reserve the right to change the date. It will now be David Bowie Day on August 14th. Mark it on your calendar. Do what you have to do and when you do, you’ll know what to do. Remember that.
So here is to another three years of nonsense! Thanks for tagging along and all the great people I have met on the way. Seriously, it’s amazing how many friends I have just because I decided one day to start this WordPress page. I love you all. So, I guess it’s back to the path. See ya on the way!
july 18 came and went? that was the original david bowie day, huh? i have a story for you. i have a friend named nato (no last name, just nato) and he collected a band of misfits and performed The Labyrinth all over town at every hip/awesome venue that’d have him! he’s wonderful and he was david bowie and he wore the pants and sang the songs and everything! nato is yet another reason you should move here.
Why are amazing things happening where I am not? It’s the story of my life.
they’re just waiting to woo you.
Happy Third Birthday VM! That post just made me laugh, and its only just after 8 am on a Saturday morning. That’s a tough one to accomplish, so thanks!
Thank you! I am glad I can bring a smile that early in the morning. It’s 11:30pm here and a Friday. And I am reading Catch 22 in bed and catching up on comments. No life needed here! 🙂
Wow nearly half a day divides us! And you know….half a world and all that….Well have fun you party animal!!!
Hahaha august 14th is my birthday good choice sir!
I try. Have they notified the National Guard about your birthday yet?
Happy 3rd Bill. You keep writing, and we’ll keep reading! Keep up the excellent work!
Thank you my friend! Glad you are here.
3 yrs?? Wow. Happy third. I was just in Rexburg, ID the other day and had forgotten how blah Idaho is. Good thing I have a breather in Spokane for a few days before heading back to Burley. Anyway, here’s to another three!
You’re in Spokane? I have an office there. Yikes. If you like Spokane then Rexburg must be the second circle of Hell. We call is Spocompton here.
Btw, how did Pam do at the Tri?
My friend lives in Spokane Valley so I guess that’s in the outskirts? Though we did stop at a burger place last night called Dicks that was apparently in a sketchy part of town. We went to Manito Park last night which was fantastic. I think we’re going to Coeur d’Alene tonight which I’m looking forward to. Pam competes this Saturday in Burley. And yes, Rexburg is pretty bad – though no doubt there’s worse.
Happy 3 years. Keep up the good work.
Thanks friend! It’s great that 3 years has allow me to meet great people as yourself.
Happy 3rd anniversary Veggiemacabre! Will, Halloween isn’t that far away now, I just thought saying that might make you a little happier inside. Later!
Thank you Brian! You just put a smile on my face and here is to a great year between VeggieMacabre and RtW! Hope all is going just swimmingly as a responsible adult! Let me know what that is like. 😉
I ALSO started my blogginess around 3 years ago! And I ALSO have met so many amazing people because of it, and my cat ALSO eats flies and licks its but!! (…but I have never been a dick-nerd… 😉 )…well 3 out of 4 ain’t bad, and you are one of the coolest people I’ve ever come across, 3-D or internet-wise, so take THAT, co-op grocery bitch!!!
3 already?! I remember when you turned two, it doesn’t seem that long ago. 😦
I’m glad you spilled your change on the floor, that was the perfect ending.
Thank you for continuing to entertain us with your stories and with Calvin and Emeril and spider keys and…. I hope you’re here for another 3++ years.
YAY for 3! Seems crazy we have been doing this that long…crazier that I’ve been in contact with all these blog peeps for like 5 or 6 years.
Happy birthday. My favorite line: “Yesterday I was at the local Co Op (hippy grocery) and the check out girl asked me what color my eyes were. I told her I wasn’t sure because I can’t see them.”
Did you ever find out what color your eyes are?