Tuesday, January 27, 2015

Pilates Nation

I walked by my mom's pilates book this morning, it's called The Anatomy of Pilates and for some reason my tired brain thought it said The Nation of Pilates and then I was seriously puzzling over this supposed nation called Pilates and wondering where it was and if the people weren't people but were actually just giant yoga mats who welcomed visitors to their village by forcing them to participate in pilates and then when these visitors got sweaty enough, the yoga mats put them in a giant pot to be boiled and then eaten.

And thats the giant secret of the Nation of Pilates.

I don't know; I am so weird.

"As far as I can tell, there are two basic rules: 1. Don't bite anything without permission, and 2. The human tongue is like wasabi: it's very powerful and should be used sparingly."

As far as I can tell, I have two basic reactions to the above quote: 1. I wish Q was real so he could be the voice of my generation, and 2. I would also like Q to be real so that there would be a possibility of us meeting and then getting married.

"I've been called the songbird of my generation."

Thursday, January 22, 2015

Suck it and See

The other day when I was watching video, my coach said, "Bubba, you have to take some clothes off tomorrow.  You aren't a first year anymore."

And then when I woke up this morning it was in the negatives and I was like, well, shit.

And so I dutifully stripped for the first run of training, skied down the course, and then was shivering when I got down to the bottom.

My coach just sat there and laughed at me. Yay for ski racing.

Also if you aren't a ski racer, this post will sound suspiciously like I am a stripper.  I promise I am not a stripper.

"Suck it and see, you never know.
Sit next to me before I go.
Jigsaw women, with horror movie shoes,
Be cruel to me 'cause I'm a fool for you."

Sunday, January 4, 2015

Catbus

Last night while I was picking my cat up to put him in the basement because he's an annoying a**, he started scratching me with his claws.  Then he ripped my shirt.

It was my FAVORITE shirt (it's a my neighbor totoro shirt).

and then he walked away, like the punk he is. Cause I yelled at him.  And then swung my foot at him.

Then this morning he climbed up my ladder and pawed my face for food for about twenty minutes.

I think he's the devil.

Me too friend, me too.