It's Monday, People

Original title was, "Happy Monday," which I changed due to the atrocities at VA Tech.
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Here it is again. A Monday. A beautiful start to a beautiful new week. Sorry, I'll shut up.

Saturday's "long" run was more like a "regular" run. I did add 5 minutes onto the end of it, which pushed me past where I normally traverse, metaphorically. Distance-wise the run was the same, but I did it faster, and since it was later in the day I actually got hot. Also felt that in my calves this morning. I only ran an additional 3 minutes or so today; however long is my favorite song. Didn't get killed by any errant drivers or pissed off women, so that's a good day in my book. I have low standards.

Saturday we went to the Children's Festival at the community center. It was fun. The first "summery" thing. There were pony rides, a train, fire truck, etc. Lots of people, and all kinds of people. There was a balloon artist who was amazing. He made a spider-man. This is a good story, so let me settle in a bit and tell it.

The kid said, "Spider-man!" In my head I went, "Right, he's going to make you a Spider-Man. You got greedy, little boy, and now you're going to be disappointed." But no. the man pulled out a blue balloon, did some funky shit to it, and handed it to the kid. Pulled out another one, did the same shit to it, and traded with the kid. Did some more stuff. Put them together. That's when I realized they were LEGS!! Holy shit! He's going to make a damn Spider-man! With Balloons! Damn! I said, "That's the coolest thing I've ever seen." Balloon-man (who moonlights as a comedian, apparently) said, "You need to get out more." Har har! True, I do, but har har! He tied a red balloon to "his" chest, made arms, it was all so freaking cool, and he did it in about 4 minutes flat. Then he pulled out a red Spider-man head balloon. I was amazed. And the dude wasn't even taking tips or anything. Paid for by the organizers. That was awesome. I do need to get out more.

Or at least I need to do more interesting things that I can blog about. Here's a funny thing that could have happened but didn't. We went over to see the fire truck and logically, the firemen. He talked to us about the Annual Touch-a-Truck. We listened and pretended to be interested. There was a really cute fireman off to the side talking to a not cute fireman and here's what I wanted to do: walk over to the cute one and ask him, "So, when's the annual Touch-a-Fireman?" LOL! I thought it was funny. R did, too. At least, he laughed at me. Is that the same thing? I'm uncertain.

Saturday night my Mom watched AB while we went to the bookstore (like we need more damn books?!) in a maelstrom of rain and then to dinner. Nothing funny happened at dinner. Very little funny happened at the bookstore, but I did pick up a book I started a while ago and returned before I could get through it (long story, you wouldn't be interested), The Omnivore's Dilemma by Michael Pollan. I'm excited to take another crack at it. As soon as I finish what I've been working on for weeks by Dawkins. I keep interrupting it for other things.

OK, getting boring. One more thing: yesterday J and I went wedding dress shopping. I could wax philosophical on that, and the phenom known as "American Weddings," but I'll spare you for now. I just know I need to start saving up now for the bribe. What bribe? The bribe we give AB to NOT have a monstrosity wedding and waste tens of thousands on it. Ooh, guess I did go off a little. Hard to resist. It was fine, and of course my bud did not spend thousands on a stupid designer dress she would wear once most likely. Hundreds; fine. Thousands; insanity.

Done now. Go check out my favorite jew.