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Your Grinch Name
The three words that best describe you,
are, and I quote: “Stink. Stank. Stunk.”
What’s Your Grinch Name?
My Grinch name is:
Miserlygrinch Sourfoot
More Brains
As My Lovely and Talented Wife becomes a Free Cell Queen, I have found a new MAN game.
And when I say Man game, I mean a real man game. First of all it has Zombies… lots of them. And there’s guns… lots of those too. And there is shooting… oh, yeah, lots of that too.
The game is called “Endless Zombie Rampage“. Come on, how much more Manly can you get than that? Okay, maybe if there was Football involved and all the zombies were Playboy models. (which, would be an ironic since the favorite zombie quote is “More Brains”, as if playboy models had any to get “more”; they would be saying “Some brains”) Great, all the Playboy models with PhDs are now going to flame me, which is great as long as you include signed pictures say “We Love you Terry!”
Huge Digression there… back to killing Zombies. The game is called “Endless Zombie Rampage” and is pretty fun. Here’s a screen shot of the game:
okay, so I didn’t do to well. I’m sticking with my day job. I just lowered my IQ by 10 points.
Sharpie Incident Part II
We had another, although less severe, Sharpie Incident this past weekend. You never know what your kids are up to and when it’s quiet, you know they are up to NO GOOD.
I don’t have pictures of the aftermath. I could get a picture of writing on the wall, but it wasn’t as funny (after the fact) of the kid’s using each other as a canvas during the first Sharpie Incident.
Lucky for us, they decided to bring the markers into the room to wreck havok instead of marking up the kitchen and sofa. This time the victims were the bed sheet (yes My Lovely and Talented Wife, I found some there), the wall and the carpet.
It just reminds me of what my friend Marty said to his kids “Can’t we have anything nice?”
Surf and Turf
[ed: I had a hard time finding a good picture of "Heidi" the book character. Let me tell you, searching "Heidi" on Google, will give you some, eh-um, interesting pictures. None Safe for Work. ]
Dateline: Friday Night, Date Night.
My Lovely and Talented Wife had a hankering for some seafood, so on the menu for date night was food from the sea. However, what we thought we were doing was totally different, not just in our heads, but in reality.
Remember on Thursday and Friday, that whole Lost Key and Forgot to Bring Spare to Work fiasco? Well, it happened to be that The Elder had an eye appointment downtown is about 4 blocks from my work. So, our Au Pair, brought My Lovely and Talented Wife, The Elder, The Younger and (of course) herself downtown. She let off My lovely and Talented Wife and The Elder at the doctors while she brought the car key to my office. She then took The Younger to Fort Kid (a play ground). When the Doctor’s appointment was over, I left work early (YAY!) and picked the two of them up and we went to Fort Kid, where we dropped off The Elder and date night was to begin.
However, there was a problem.
One of my coworkers, has season tickets to UT basketball and asked if we wanted a pair of tickets (we picked up Football Tickets from him earlier). I email My Lovely and Talented Wife on whether she wanted to go and she asked “when did it start”
To my Aspergian mind, I read it as “I would like to know when it starts before I make a decision on whether to affirm in the positive or decline the offer”. However, I found out later that it said, “Sure, I’d like to go, but am seeing what time it starts. I’ll dress up in some UT orange apparel and look smoking hot for when TV camera put me on the jumbotron”
So, when she asked “Where are our seats?” I had a mini-heart attack, a mini-stroke and wanted to puke. Since I hadn’t heard from her saying something to effect as “sure”, “why not?”, “okay”, “that’s better than poking sharp sticks in my eyes” I told my coworker that we’d pass on the tickets.
So, I’m starting to shut down… I’m panicking and starting to puke.
We drop off the The Elder at Fort Kid and head out for some Seafood. But it’s not even 4pm yet. Well, that puts a kink in the plan and I really want to puke now. So, I have to stall. We cruise to Downtown so that she can check out the new stuff in Downtown. She worked downtown in 2003 but hadn’t been back for a while. I, on the underhand, run through downtown once a week (at least).
While we are making our way around downtown, I get the idea to go to Sevierville (about 45 minutes away). Not exactly sure what we’d find that way other than 1001 outlet shops. We headed that way.
Once in Sevierville, My Lovely and Talented Wife had the brilliant idea to go ahead and find a place to eat to avoid the crowds. We were looking for a place that we didn’t have in Knoxville, but Knoxville has about every eating establishment and if we don’t have it, we used to, it just closed and was reopened as something else (e.g. Bob Evans Friendly’s Dave’s Rib Shack).
We ended up going to Connor’s, which we have in Knoxville, but it was in the middle of a Outlet Farm and we had a mission besides eating: Find the Kids some Christmas Clothes for their Christmas Picture.
Upon entering the establishment, I stand in line behind the current person leaving her party’s name. I’m looking around and there does seem to be some empty tables, which bodes well for having short wait. While the lady is finishing up an elderly woman comes up next to me and when the hostess looks up, she begins to take her name. Uh HELLO. Here’s first!
Being the gentlemen that I can be when forced by local laws, I let the hostess take care of her. Lucky for her, we were seated immediately. I told My Lovely and Talented Wife that old lady had cut in front of us and that since they were so slow, they were right in our path to our seat and that I was going to take her out when we passed her. But I didn’t, she’s someone’s Grandmother and I’d be pissed off if some jerk pushed down my Grandma just to be seated 30 seconds faster.
Once we were seated, there was just something that wasn’t quite right. Maybe we were in the Twilight Zone or somewhere else, I dunno. We’re just hanging out waiting for our server when we notice this one girl waiting on a 6-top of (you guessed it) older ladies. She’s taking their order and she says something to the effect of “I’llget that as soon as I can.”
My Lovely and Talented Wife and I start talking amongst our selves about that comment.
“I’ll get that as soon as I can. That’s kind of vague.”
“Yeah, I’ll get that for you. Maybe Later. Maybe Never.”
So then we see her with her arms full with some silverware and heading to our table.
“Can I get you something to drink. We have Coke Products,” she says as she reaches up to our table (we are on a platform) and dumps the silverware on the table. Oh-kay… Now, I am usually not one to change names of non-family members to protect the innocent, but I am in this case because it makes for a better story. 
Heidi, our waitress looked like the Character “Heidi” all grown up and working in the restaurant to make some extra money. Maybe that’s not the case, but she reminded us of that, so we called her Heidi. I do have to say that I did appreciate the long braids, because that’s alot more sanitary that free flowing hair and 1000x more attractive than a hairnet.
Heidi was decent server. Not bad but not so outstanding that we wanted to fill out a comment card praising her in all her glory. I think we had more problems from her coworkers than anything else.
A manager came over and asked us if everything was okay. Which we said fine, but it looked like she was having a hard time disengaging from out table. As if she was expecting us to say more. Maybe she was waiting for us to praising Heidi in all her glory.
Another server came by and took my plate away which is fine, because she asked. But another server came over and took the micro fondue pot that had the butter for our crab legs, and blew out the candle.
“Um, She needs that for her crab meat.”
“Oh, sorry.”
Yet she didn’t relight the candle. Hmmm, should that be reflected in Heidi’s tip?
As we were leaving, I see that the old couple, now a foursome was still sitting at their table. I told my wife that I would accidentally fall into their table, because that’s the passive aggressive kind of guy that I am. But I didn’t. We ended up shopping at a few stores and making some purchases for the Christmas Pictures and few other things. I ended up ruining the rest of date night as for some reason, I shutdown when we got home. I didn’t think I was tired but I was out…
Pictures
As I mentioned in the Race Report, I had a Energy Gel Malfunction at one of the aid stations. Here’s the picture of me after the race with my “premature” squeeze remnants. I guess I should have included the Original Size picture, but you can make out the orange color on the right side of my chin.
I have to wait for the professional photographers to let me know that the race pictures are online or else I’d post the “action” shots.
Treadmill Antics
Other use for a treadmill. CLICK HERE
Funny Runner Stories
One thing that runners have are funny stories. Sometimes they are not funny at the time, such as my narrative about the pack of wild chihuahuas at the Chickamauga 10, errr, 18.75 miler back in November. Well, i got home yesterday remembering that I left out the humor of yesterday's run. I think it was because I wanted to get the post in before I left and so I got right down to the point and the numbers.
Well, before I went to the Aquatic Center, I went through my workout bag to see what I had and did not have to see if I actually was going to run or if I was going to swim. I found out that I had NO shorts, but that I did have a pair of sweatpants. Seeing that it was a little warm outside, I contemplated about wearing the pants. I checked the filing cabinet that is filled with 3 or so towels for me to take for my shower. I often put in extra clothes, especially since winter clothes are naturally more bulky than summer clothes. But no shorts in there.
So, I debated on what I was going to wear. I could either wear the sweat pants – too hot, I could wear just underwear – too cold, or run au natural – there are certain laws that frown upon this action and did not want to be pantless in the jail cell with Bernie Bob. So, I opted for the sweatpants but this would mean that I would be commando for the rest of the day. What us runners do to get the mileage in, I swear!
AND remember when I said that I went through the file cabinet of towels? It would have been nice to taken one to the aquatic center. I had to use a small 8×10 towel to dry off… sheesh!
Anyway, everything turned out just fine and I brought the proper clothing from home today. I just have to remember to put in a towel in my bag.
Interactive Marathon Map
Over at Marathon Guide there is a new interactive marathon map. It's pretty darn neat too! You see a map of the United States (including HI and AK) and marathons are shown as dots on the map. The dots are relative to the size of the marathon, so Chicago is a big green dot. Each of the markers are also active which will take you to the marathonguide.com's page about that marathon. From there you can reach the site's website, if they have one.
Another neat feature is that inaugural marathons are displayed as blue dots, so if you want to be one of the first to run that marathon, you can.
I can tell you that it is not all-inclusive, as the Richmond Marathon does not appear in the time frame of Sept-Dec. Although there are many marathons that are listed and will have a good choice nonetheless. There is a zoom capability, which takes it down to the Main interstate and main city level, this way places where the marathons are in close proximity can be easily identified. Case in point, the MD/DC area has 3 marathons (Marine Corp, Baltimore and North Central Trail (MD)) and in the default view, it's hard to distinguish between Marine Corp and Baltimore, as they are both big marathons. At the most zoomed-in view, you can see all three marathons.
Another feature that you can use, is to see marathons that are run on Saturdays, Sundays/Holidays and ALL Days. There is even a filter to find defunct marathons… not sure why you would want to see them, but maybe someone needs to view. Also, Knoxville Marathon (March) does not show up yet, so it's still in the works.
Here is the description on the site:
We're visual people and we're always wondering: “Just where are those marathons, when are they, and how big are they?” Well, those answers just got easier to find. The newest MarathonGuide.com feature lets you search for marathons with results appearing on a zoomable map interface – it's very cool…
