I’ve been decently busy lately at work. So busy, in fact, that even though I knew the gutters on my own home were in need of a cleaning, I haven’t found the time to take care of that. That leads me to this video. Two things about the video. One, turn the volume down if you are going to watch it, I’m loud and it’s raining so I was even louder than normal. Two, I realize after watching this that I giggle the irony of the subject matter a litttttttle bit effeminately. Feel free to make fun:
I’ve decided that I don’t really enjoy my voice. It’s pretty annoying. Sorry about that.
I’ve also decided that I’m going to scratch the T-shirt company and focus all of my time creating a Duplicator. What’s a Duplicator? This:
I think my favorite part of that is the framed Hobbes picture on the wall. Here’s a fun fact. The creator of Calvin and Hobbes, an awesome dude named Bill Watterson, decided not to cash in on the merchandising aspect of his beloved comic. So anything you’ve ever seen other than the books of his comics is an illegal knockoff of his comic. Remember these?
Hard to believe the creator of Calvin and Hobbes wouldn’t approve of proud, American pick-up truck owners using his creation to slander the “other” brand of pick-up truck. Hopefully the idiots who put these stickers on their truck’s window realize that you can get home to beat your wife in a Chevy just as quickly as in a Ford.
That was a decently large digression.
I’m down 3 pounds so far. It’s only been a few days, and it’s easy to get overly excited. Let’s keep an even keel here and just focus on getting through the weekend without pouring BBQ sauce on Sunday and eating it.
Friday I’m working the Porter County Fair again from 12-10pm, and swinging into the office around 10 to do my duties around there. My birfday is on Saturday and I’ll be cleaning the gutters on my house, cutting the grass, and attending a wedding (breadmakers are still good presents right?). I feel like that’s a very adult way to spend my 31st birthday. I’ll just go buy some Big League Chew and Dip-it and get all sugar highed out for the wedding. That’s something a kid would do.
It’s all about balance.
I’m excited for my friend Ryan. He’s starting a weight loss/stop smoking/no drinking month in August and I’m really looking forward to reading and posting about his progress too. Speaking of August. That’s coming up right around the corner. Have you thought about adding something to your August? Maybe giving up a vice for the month? Doing something to make yourself feel better besides tons and tons of meth?
I’ll be honest, I’ve been ever so slightly overwhelmed over the past few days. Then I randomly remembered I’m physically made of WIN. It’s just time to f*cking buckle down and be better than I’ve ever been right? Holy shit that sounded whack. Remember when ‘whack’ was a thing?
You know what else used to be a thing? Back in the day when I lived in the old neighborhood, my friends and I would go swimming in my parents’ pool. We must have been like 10ish? For whatever reason we thought it was hilarious to stand in the shallow end of the pool and jump and dive into the water, trying to mimic a whale or dolphin. The hilarious part (to us anyway) was that we would pull our swimming trunks down so our butts were showing and we would call ourselves “buttoxious whales”.
There was a lot of randomness in tonight’s post. I promise to get back to the boring shit about exercise and diet tomorrow. Maybe. We’ll see how I feel.
I’ll leave you with this. These leg workouts are brutal. Just brutal. The last time I think I made this big of a mistake committing to something was either dating Shark Tooth Sheri in college, or that one time that I read a ‘Choose Your Own Adventure’ book.
Stupid timeless existence.