My First Official 5K

So the Katy Stake did a fun run this year and it was unusally cold for late March in TX (like 40's). I think the wind is what really made it crisp. I ususally run in the mornings with my friend Mark, and he teaches me a lot since he ran track in college. He always says to just push through the pain at the end and eventaully it will become second nature. There is definaltely a difference from a liesurly morning run, and pushing yourself for a race. I did a little over a 7:30 mile pace and finished in 23 minutes 3 seconds. I got 12th overall and had fun. I'm looking forward to more races in the future. Maybe I can even get Julie to run in the next one!

I got 2nd place in my age group

Shirt Woot...The Next Peterman Catalog

One of my favorite sites to get random, cool t-shirts is shirt.woot.com. I put a little entry on the right about it. Below is the the latest t-shirt I purchased or "wooted," as they say. Aside from the funny or interesting design on the shirts the writing staff really does a great job of writing some whitty entry with every t-shirt. I'd recommend checking it out if you are looking for a good gag gift or you simply feel like being unique. And now without further adeu we give you...

Lament of the Kiwi:

Woot by Wootbot on February 13, 2009 at 12:00 AM

Hara-Kiwi

This is for getting all those seeds stuck in my teeth, you fuzzy little fruit

Come gather ‘round, ye friends, shut up and listen to the ballad

Of the kiwi who got sliced in half and ended up fruit salad

Most folks are glad when kiwi fruits meet such a tasty end
But then again “most folks” are not this fruit’s sad, flightless friend

It just so happens this fruit had a pal, a kiwi bird
Who wept and gnashed her beak in anguished sorrow when she heard

“What happened?” cried the kiwi bird, “this fruit was like my sister!
What kind of savage maniac or madman could have squished her?”

The kiwi bird collapsed in grief and anger and confusion
Face-down in the juice, which, from her former chum was oozin’

And accidentally tasting her friend’s sweet delicious goo
Said “oh! If I’d have known, I s’pose I might have slashed her, too.”

Wear this shirt: to Tasmania! That’s where they call people “kiwis,” right?

Don’t wear this shirt: to any salad bar where you aren’t 100% sure what kind of kiwi’s on offer.

This shirt tells the world: “Fruit is murder.”

We call this color: Kiwi-Killer-Kelly Green.

The Fictionist

My friend Jacob is the one with the red fro (left)

Turns out that one good friends from college (Jacob Jones) who has always been very musically inclined (he even played for our wedding reception) has seen recent success with the band FICTIONIST. They just released their first album Invisible Hand which has gotten a lot of good critical view and is helping the band go from the local scene to bigger venues.

"It's big music, with a wall of sound of epic, swirling choruses and bridges that build on one another -- think of the way Led Zeppelin builds momentum slowly on "Stairway to Heaven" until it erupts in the final verse, destroying everything in sight.

The musicians don't pretend to be in the same league as Led Zeppelin or even like-minded bands such as Radiohead or Wilco that serve as inspiration, but they do aspire to a different, larger sound than the three-chords-and-the-truth typical of some younger bands.

That's why they scrapped months of studio recording and built their own studio inside an old bicycle warehouse in downtown Salt Lake City. The high ceilings and plentiful open space added an echo that makes the band sound like much more than six instruments."

Check out their site and listen to some of their music. You may find that you love it!

http://fictionist.net/