Monday, September 27, 2010

Attention Globecans: Tribute to Running and Running


World, I have an Aunt. Yes, mothers who have children like me, often have sisters who claim their sister's children as nephews. Every once in a while they are inclined to claim them as nieces but that's only when the said children have anti-diverse chromosomes. I, fortunately have an anti-discrimination policy when it comes to chromosomes. I feel that x's an y's are essentially created equal and that they are both welcome. Where was I? Ah yes, the aunt that i have. I was recently informed via Facebook that this aunt of mine has taken up the practice of running again. What is this world coming to Globe? why can't people simply stick to their decisions. Why must we quit quiting? If you decide that exercise isn't for you then don't  feel inclined to pick back up again. We're losing something American here. What ever happened to good honest quitters in this nation?!

Running is a thing. I know this because I've done it. Now for my more lazy viewers, don't get me wrong. IT'S DANGEROUS AND I DON'T RECOMMEND IT! But it can be rather entertaining. When I was a freshman in the land of high school I was coerced by a rather ambitious cross country coach to do this thing every day after school without the comfort of a well established track. The majority of these experiences were negative, I came in last place in most of the races I competed in and I didn't much enjoy the running part of cross country. What I did enjoy was the running part of cross country. There were times when i would just move forward and forget about everything I was feeling and just move and I would forget that i was running all together. I would float. I would fly. I would soar over hills and through bushes. I would prance through marked paths as well as short cuts. I ended up quitting. It just wasn't for me. It was however for me.

You may be wondering what I mean by some of these things. Well you have to hypothesize the tone of my voice to differentiate between two different words I'm using here. One is running, which is that terrible form of exercise that many people feel is important because it makes them more fit. This enables them to feel good about themselves for doing something they don't enjoy in order to get something they do enjoy. That enjoyable thing is thin. The other term I've been using is running. This running is what water does constantly. Water is a great Globecan success story. It runs everywhere and it's regarded as the most important substance on this greenish blue marble. Running is fantastic. It's what you do when you just want the wind in your face, the adrenaline in your veins and the endorphins in your brain. It's when you're running away from something that you don't want to catch you or running toward something that is running away. It's the feeling of the hunter and the hunted and it's something uniquely Globecan. Things from other planets don't run; they fly.

There are some shout outs to shout out at this point. The first is to my first follower, who happens to be an aunt of mine who hasn't been yet mentioned. The second is the yet mentioned aunt who has recently quit quitting running. Go get it aunties! The third is for my mother who runs my life. Thank you female parent, you have serviced me well. Well,  I've run out of runs to run, so until I run into/over you or someone related to you, run clean, run fast, run away from the past and run in the future.

Friday, September 24, 2010

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It's Friday. You know what that means globe. Well actually, you probably don't know for sure. Heck, i'm not quite sure what it means either to tell you the complete truth, but the complete truth is often overrated. Don't get me wrong, the truth is always a good thing, but I think the great thing about truth is that it's rather elastic. Truth is the great invincible rubber band. Stretch it around any person and you can catch yourself a suspected terrorist or maybe some nice lawsuit winnings or a dirty politician. Or stretch it around your wrist and it will look like you stand for something or that you trade arm bands and are therefore really cool. . Truth is fantastic, but complete truth is an affront to what we're trying to accomplish here. It's Friday for truth's sake! We don't want to run around ruining it by mentioning that the economy still sucks, that Christine O'Donnell is running for office or that Lindsay Lohan's twin sister will miss her in prison. That would be un-American. That would be un-Globecan. Lets reserve this day for hiding from absolutes! Lets stretch that truth! We're out of Iraq! Yeah! Some people still have jobs! Yes! Its Friday and that means everything is going to be alright. Indeed. 


Important news for pests today. The national Bed Bug Summit is underway in Chicago. At least it was yesterday and if it's over by now, re-read the above paragraph's fourth sentence's second independent clause. If you are a bug who lives in a bed and bites unsuspecting children even though their parents told them not to let you, you better get your bug butt to the summit because you are late. That's all I have to say on the matter. 


(the following paragraph should be read pausing after every few words like president Obama does to make it seem official)


Well, it is time for me to mention a point. We need points in this world to make our things into stuff. I've promised the Globecan people stuff and I plan to honor that promise. I'm not the first to take up this battle but I'm determined to be the last. This project is one of real importance to all who are participating and it's one that definitely has a point. Otherwise we'd have nothing to point at others with. I personally like a nice laser pointer or a long pointing stick. In the days weeks and months to come I hope you point in the right direction. Thank you.