Thursday, April 26, 2007

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Flash mobs were popular for a couple of hours several years ago. Since my life in the cave is a bit isolated, maybe the flash mob streaking went past without notice. Streaking celebrates our individuality while simultaneously highlighting the similarities between all humans. It goes without mention that my version of streaking includes a watermelon toted on each shoulder, but fruit is quite optional.
Now Nike is very popular and they make a decent shoe, but you can't go wrong with a pair of New Balance cross trainers. Asphalt, gravel, clay, grass; ct's are adaptable and dependable. As far as preparation goes, golf courses are good open spaces to start.
Hydrate, hydrate, hydrate. It could be the difference between laughing about it all and looking for a new town in which to reside.
Speed. Even soft, white fat boys can increase this aspect of the experience. It's all in the hams. Lay flat on your stomach with something heavy attached to your ankles and bend your knees over your rearend until it hurts.
My aunt has a house on a golf course so I'll definitely make a few practice "runs" this weekend. Plus, streaking sets a good example for all these obese kids that we've got piling up in dens and living rooms across the globe. I'm gonna be streaking for all the illiterate children born in the South every day. Not to mention the advances in mobile music enjoyment, streaking, with the aid of ipod shuffles could replace commercial watching as a national pastime. Just thinking about the air on my skin and "Born Free" in my ears makes me tingle.

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