I am linking up today with Shana for Random Musings Friday. This will be my photo edition, as they've been piling up on my phone.
Hutch, ran a half-marathon last weekend. That's over 12 miles of awesome. Also, she did it on the Sunday of daylight savings time. The amazing just doesn't quit with her. I ran a half-marathon once. ONCE. I faced a lot of demons on that run. Some yelled that I should have trained harder when I had the chance and some urged me to just stop now, take off the race number, and stroll into that bar I just passed for a double shot of something that will put hair on my chest. But I soldiered on and so did she. She looks a lot better than I did, though, when it was all said and done. Here's a lovely photo of her, post-race, with her race medal and Gettin' Lucky in Kentucky t-shirt on. Yes, that's a slogan we have in Kentucky. We also have "Talk Derby to Me." I'm not sure what else you would expect from a state that made its money the old fashioned way for a long time...bootlegged moonshine. We're keepin' it klassy in Kentucky.
2. I have approximately 8 games of Words with Friends going on right now. I fully comprehend that I am about 8-10 months behind the curve on social media games. I should be resigning all Words with Friends games in order to focus my attention on Draw Something now. I get it. But I also really love that a Scrabble-like activity is strengthening the same area of my brain as puzzles. I hate puzzles. So, it's a win-win. But there is bound to be some frustration when exercising anything, especially the weakest areas of the brain. Sometimes that frustration gets expressed. It's not right, but it happens...
I agree...it's not acceptable. I apologize to everyone who raised me for even trying.
3. I rock out to the 38372297721pi songs on my iPod when I'm working. I tried listening to books on CD, but I'm just not that good at multi-tasking. (wow, that was a painful admission to make) So, it's a lot of P!nk, James Taylor, George Michael, Rascal Flatts, and a fair mix of The Beatles. When "Why Don't We Just Do It In the Road" came on a couple of weeks ago, I pondered the origin of the song on Facebook. Is it really about sex? Or something more benign? Like hopscotch? Or maybe checkers.
Nope...it's really about sex. Shana told me so. Also, my apologies to her boss if her Googling "Why don't we do it in the road" has resulted in some sort of male enhancement virus on the network. But she did find out this:
McCartney wrote the song after seeing two monkeys copulating in the street while on retreat in Rishikesh, India. He marveled in the simplicity of this natural scenario when compared to the emotional turmoil of human relationships. He later said, "A male monkey just hopped on the back of this female and gave her one, as they say in the vernacular. Within 2 or 3 seconds, he hopped off again and looked around as if to say, 'it wasn't me' and she looked around as if there had been some mild disturbance..."
So, there you have it. It's Friday. Go out and mate like monkeys.
4. Lastly, if you can't do it in the road, you should at least do it in the sun...ala Poppy and Lulu style.
Happy Champagne Friday and GO BIG BLUE!!
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