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My reaction to watching the marathon is comprised of three phases:
1) Watching the leaders. Self dialogue “oh my god, I am such a slug, yeah…I could do that….but why am I such a slacker, when will I get some self discipline, I am really going to get fit, yeah, starting tomorrow…..”
2) The middle tranche, struggling – “Go, Go, yelling….you can do it….Go Mary’s grandma, GO!”
3) The foot shuffling struggling last tranche “Losers”
Arkady – oh you know the band I speak of – I love those kids – and they sound GOOD!
I really am a nerd and get a kick out of watching the runners and screaming their names like a loon!
yes 3rd street does a good set up too!
What, has raunch hour been replaced with Joyce hour? How about Beckett, tomorrow? Some absurdist wisecracking between jackal and cobble from inside garbage cans or something.
My reaction to watching the marathon is comprised of three phases:
1) Watching the leaders. Self dialogue “oh my god, I am such a slug, yeah…I could do that….but why am I such a slacker, when will I get some self discipline, I am really going to get fit, yeah, starting tomorrow…..”
2) The middle tranche, struggling – “Go, Go, yelling….you can do it….Go Mary’s grandma, GO!”
3) The foot shuffling struggling last tranche “Losers”
Arkady – oh you know the band I speak of – I love those kids – and they sound GOOD!
I really am a nerd and get a kick out of watching the runners and screaming their names like a loon!
yes 3rd street does a good set up too!
I watch the Barrett Jackson car auctions on Speed.
Given existence as uttered forth in the public works of Puncher & Wattman of a personal god, qua qua qua qua…
I adore Beckett!
slopey, tomorrow is Yeats Hour.
“If anybody ever finds me watching poker, golf, fishing shows, wildlife on wildlife violence shows, I give you permission to put me out of my misery.”
Likewise, dona! I cannot understand it!!
“I’m still thinking about James Joyce’s The Dead”
“…yes, she said, yes,…”
What, has raunch hour been replaced with Joyce hour? How about Beckett, tomorrow? Some absurdist wisecracking between jackal and cobble from inside garbage cans or something.
Right on, Cobble! – 5:19
last year i had a shi+fit in the middle of the marathon on 4th avenue lol
*rob*