Shipping Out

We're mostly packed and ready to go. The windy city awaits. The K1 and K2 express heads out early Friday morning. In the meantime, we need to get the trailer load down to fighting weight. It's like old times. I might have to chew gum and spit before we get on that scale. What if all the junior bacon cheeseburgers in transit cause us to bottom out? Hmm. Might be worth the risk...

Seriously folks, everything must go!  The yard sale was mainly a success, but I am still chucking extra clothes and random kitchen items. It's a really weird feeling to ransack your house. I'm a veteran mover, but the resulting echo creeps me out every time. Feels like a storage unit in here!

Hungry Howie’s

So, I'll admit it. I eat Hungry Howie's pizza...a lot. It's cheap -- the large, one-topping carry-out special is $6. It's also right next door to the Blockbuster I frequent. The techno yippie in me delights in stopping for pizza and dinner in less than five minutes.

I'm quite saddened, however, by what I experienced earlier this evening. Ashley picked me up from work -- said she'd heard about a new deal at HH.  They have cheese pizzas ready all the time. Not quite believing this, she called up our local store. They confirmed this and she headed out.

We swung by and I went into the store to pick up a pie. The young man behind counter told me that a) yes, they have the deal, but b) they weren't "ready."

This, my friends, is a disturbing trend in food service. A big promotion, glitzy advertisements to bring in the locals, and WHAM: broken promises. Don't even get me started on Dunkin Donuts...

Yard Sellz

For the Koops, this has been a month of yard sales. I'm a veteran of many garage sales, but yard sales, I assure you, are quite a different matter. We made out alright thanks mainly to the generosity of  the Purcells, Annalise Adams, the Boldricks, Sterns, and Huerbschs.

However, I've compiled a short, cautionary list re: summer-time yard sales.

Be on the look out for:

• long talkers
• drive-by gawkers
• stomp around scowlers
• no price low enoughers
• curb jockeys
• mental screws flying loose in every direction
• sign-happy opportunists
• hot, hot, skilletswamp heat producing fear and loathing w/ little relief

Local ‘Thonner Slowed by Hurty Calf

Local? Of where, the web? Let's just say I was running with my lovely laufen pals, Chris and Nicole, yesterday and I pulled/tweaked/strained my achilles/calf. That sounds about vague enough. It was totally out of the blue -- I had stretched beforehand and everything. I think I'll blame the stretching. Down with stretching. Sometimes I wonder if stretching might cause as many injuries as it prevents. Certainly, I'd say that's the case for those who don't stretch regularly. Hrmm...

Signs Point to Wrong

Looks like I caught CBS Morning News on a good day. Since, I've witnessed the same kind of garbage I am accustomed to seeing on GMA. This morning, I saw them use a clip from Sex in the City at the beginning of a segment. Ugh, I'm sick of infotainment.