Golden Calf

Ouch, my calves kill. It's because I ran a half-marathon on Sunday. I suppose I did it for the T-shirt. I might have collected pledges for the charity, but I wasn't sure if I was going to chicken out at the last minute. But I didn't, and it was fun. It was a little disconcerting to try to keep the pace of a sixty year old woman I was chasing the whole race. There seems to be some sort of sense of accomplishment that is outweighing that feeling though. Check out the results: http://www.roadraceresults.com/display-race-results.php?racename=2008-peterborough-y-half

It's rediculous how fast that dude finished.

Wayne's World

You know, alot of people scoff at me when I say Wayne's World is one of the great movies of our time, and I'm probably wrong. But I often find myself refering to this or that moment in the movie, as I encounter my daily life. Everyone has seen it you know, so when I make casual reference to getting beaten to death with your own shoes (I suppose that's the sequel), we can all understand.

Like yesterday, I heard a Wendy's commercial on the radio that said "rapping to make chicken sound cool is just wrong" and I couldn't help but think about Noah, of Noah's Arcade when he's talking to Wayne on the new set of Wayne's World. He was all like "Come bust a move where the games are played, It's cool It's hip It's Noah's Arcade." Word.

Nevermind. I just re-read that. No wonder I'm always laughing by myself.