Remember, for those of you who can attend, Jill has offered up her place just a couple minutes away for tonight's post run hangout. She is providing grill-ables but asks that you provide your own adult beverages if you want them. (There are places right in the village to buy some if need be.)
Some major TRY love was in the air this past weekend. No, I don't mean Sue's love of Transformers movies or Berm's love of all things Disney! (Not that both of those are not still burning brightly.) I mean our own quick-courting Corey Finch tied the knot and made one woman's day (and life) while breaking so many others hearts. (You could be a Tug Boat Captain on all the tears of joy and sadness that were shed that day, but Corey-badger, true to his name, did not give a shit.)
Corey, thanks for inviting so many TRYers and allowing us to share in your special day. The ceremony was lovely and the reception was a truly great time. The conclusion is that TRYers can look half-way decent when they choose to:
Duerr, in basically the most hawkward way possible, is now going to call Malinda his gazelle. (If he starts rubbing her hair ties on his upper lip and asking about her ovulation cycle, I'm drawing the line!) But, short of that, read this interesting story on why having a female running partner is very good for a guy. (It was obvious you ladies always made us look better, but who knew you actually increased our performance?)
Speaking of ladies and better performance, ladies stop wearing bras! Oops, that is, stop wearing bras two days in a row if you want them to last longer and decrease the chances of prolonged discomfort for you. You're welcome ladies! (Management here at TRY really does care a lot about your perktastic-pink-nosed-puppies!)
Yeah, it's going to be hard to top that piece of alliteration, like ever, so I should probably stop while that is fresh on everyone's minds.
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