Here are a couple observations from my neighborhood.
First is the Minstrel Cyclist I have noted riding around our street. The neighbor's teenage son has taken to riding his bike at night and I see him out riding while I walk Shilo. He is getting faster despite having a bike that is too small and a seat that is too low. The odd part is he wears an iPod and sings -- loudly and off key -- as he circumnavigates the route. Some of America does NOT have talent.
Secondly is the jogger in the morning. Now, I am a very happily married man to a beautiful woman -- my Nifi. And not that I condone the "can't look at the menu" mentality, I think it is male human nature to look at the sister of a neighborhood divorcee when she jogs by with her 0% body fat and rock hard abs. It is just a male reflex to suck in your gut, stick out your chest as you walk your dog, smelling of Rogaine and dog poop. Getting looks for all the wrong reasons.
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Friday, November 13, 2009
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