It must be the weather . . .

…which by the way is absolutely gorgeous today.  But really, it must be the weather, because I saw a few things that I didn’t think possible.

I was walking the dog after I got home from work, because with weather like this, I couldn’t not do something outside.  So I’m around the Zombieland gazebo, and a car passes me, and pulls into the driveway, and emerging from the car is a white woman, whom obviously lives in that house, based on the way pulled in to the driveway like she owned the place.  Confused, I still do not forget to smile and nod in acknowledgment, and continue walking.

Then all of a sudden, jogging right past me is a nubile, young white girl, and our eyes meet for a moment and I’m sure I had the same puzzled look on my face as she did, at the sudden realization that there are indeed other ethnicities in Zombieland.

It’s gotta be the weather.

Help Khourey break leukemia and lymphoma like soap . . . with his knee

So my boy K-Note comes to me today, and says “Rotten Banana, I need your help.  I want to fight leukemia and lymphoma, but I don’t have the funds necessary to contribute to the cause.”  And then I told him that my ass was unemployed, and that I don’t exactly have anything to contribute monetarily, but I could at least give him a plug to maybe people who can, to like the four people that actually read my site since the re-launch.

So here’s the skinny – new and improved Khourey, who has ran his way to a better lifestyle, is headed to San Diego in June, to run in the San Diego Rock ‘n Roll Marathon.  The race as a whole is to the benefit of the Leukemia and Lymphoma Society, but us non-running, and unable to compete plebeians have the ability to “sponsor” a runner, meaning donate more the LLS.

That being said, go sponsor Half-A-Khourey, and be at ease knowing that it’s going to a good cause.

Because on June 6th, Khourey Royal invades the west coast, and is going to run wild on terminal diseases crazier than you can say “Hulkamania.”

Doughnuts and Gluttony

Time to bust out another piece from the transition period – thankfully, this is the last one.  I had a lot more in the past, but they couldn’t wait, and ended up being posted to the old site anyway.

I wrote this one the night after running in the Krispy Kreme Challenge a few weekends ago.  I was feeling like crap having eaten nothing but crap for two straight days, and a dozen donuts didn’t exactly help the cause either.

Basically the summary of it all is that despite the fun I’ve had the last two years, I don’t plan on running in the Krispy Kreme Challenge again, unless there are others willing to do it.  It’s just one of those things that I’m wondering if it’s worth punishing my body for the amusement of nobody but myself?  Nah, I’d rather do this with friends, but that’s right, none of my friends really likes running and doing crazy shit like this.

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