So a friend sent me this in an email and it brought back a flood of memories of my youth. I have to admit that I am old as I recognize all of them and know the connections. See how old you must be (answers follow)…
A. Do you know what this is?
B. Do you know how to use this?
C. What is the connection between these two objects?
Like a bad “Groundhog Day” movie this is what FitBit greets me with every morning.
So this is my “clever” way to brag that I hit the 6,000,000 step mark which is roughly 2,700 miles since January 2012. After all of this time walking a million steps doesn’t seem like that much except for when I look at how many weeks it will take to real in my next million. At a 100K steps it would take ten weeks and I haven’t hit that threshold very often. I blame that on the pesky need to work and pay bills.
This is very creative approach to the news…
Sorry that I didn’t come up with a more catchy title, but like a 90 year old man sometimes they just don’t come. It seems like every time I reach one of these milestones the “looking back” includes some type of injury story. It is a “B” getting old, but at least I am not a 90 year old man.
Something is happening in Spam-land as the number of spam comments has exploded lately. I am well over 100,00 for the life of this blog. That’s not so much of an achievement as a pain in the butt deleting all of them. As usual here are some of the highlights from the last batch…
August 12, 2011: “Was Catsup Used As Medicine?” [Since I was raised in Pittsburgh I have mixed emotions about this spammer. First it's Ketchup not catsup! Second it could have been medicine, but generally it's used to cover whatever flaws there were in the meal cooked. Lastly I am assuming that they are talking about Heinz Ketchup as there are no other brands.]
As I awaited my change I opened the fortune cookie and was pleased to find one that actually had a fortune in it. They all have the little slips of paper, but very few have fortunes. This one, however, told me that I would have luck when I got home. Maybe it was my full belly or the MSG, but I started to think about what my luck might be; about what I’d actually want my luck to be. I didn’t find myself hoping for large sums of cash or Kate Upton handing me my slippers, pipe, and the daily paper. I would just like a quiet evening, maybe a walk around the neighborhood, a good meal, maybe a short nap and a Penguins win.
Tonight,
We are dumb
So let’s set the left’s desire
We can burn lower
Than a dunce
Tonight,
We are dumb
So let’s set the left’s desire
We can burn lower
Than a dunce
Tonight,
We are dumb
So let’s set the left’s desire
We can burn lower
Than a dunce
Tonight,
We are dumb
So let’s set the left’s desire
We can burn lower
Than a dunce
Tonight,
We are dumb
Last Wednesday I passed the 4,000,000 step threshold for roughly 1900 miles of walking since January 2012. I had increased my steps a little each week and averaged nearly 13,500 steps each day the week before. Things were rolling until I started to get a little “tweak” in my left hip. I took it easy for a couple of days and it felt better until I took a walk the next morning and walked up the two flights of stairs to my office floor. I can best describe the pain as what I might imagine it is like to have someone drive a hot knife into my ass cheek as I walked up the steps. Oh and after they stabbed me they twisted the knife. You’ll be proud that I didn’t scream…not even a whimper.
I am taking a little break to spend time with family over the holiday season. Once we all get good and tired of each other I’ll be back. Unless that phrase is now somehow copyrighted by Arnold.
Neither rain, nor sleet, nor snow, nor dark of night prevents up from cutting our tree. We’re probably nuts.
