Rainbows, Clouds, Rains and Planes

We tried to go for a run before it started to rain, but we were too slow. Barely though, we were booking it. It was a short run, as it was poring so hard it hurt, but man, we were were hustling. Of course as soon as we got back, the rain stopped, and the next couple of hours were some of the prettiest skies I've seen in awhile.

Yeah, it's a rainbow.

Suspicious Jules


I had to get Ben's kite out of a tree (I was the one who got it up there, in fairness to Ben)

I took off six feet off the top of the tree on the way down. Sweet victory!



A low flying plane. We got our hopes up, thinking we we'd see a plane crash. We aren't the best of people.


We did witness a kite crash. Less destruction, and consequently less satisfaction.

Ironman, resisting his own watery demise.

I'm too lazy to sort the rest of the pictures, but enjoy nevertheless. And do yourself a favor and get outside.

Justice Is Served

A while back, I got a ticket for "Failure To Stop At A Stop Sign"

I was coming back to my parents after work one day, and at the stop sign at the entrance to their development, I slowed down, made sure there were were no cars or kids I was in danger of hitting, and rolled on through, as I always do. However, because of an inconveniently parked van, I failed to notice the pig parked a little ways down the block.

It didn't even occur to me until after I had driven past him and pulled out and followed me that what I had done was indeed illegal.

Needless to say, it wasn't fun. I got a $90 fine a couple hundred feet from my parents house, my guard was done, and that stupid cop was out there, not only for the rest of the day, but the next day too, cleaning up. Clearly in Mount Airy, the cops have nothing better to do than sit in neighborhoods, giving tickets to people doing the ol' California Roll.

I still haven't decided if I want to go to court in a couple of days and hope he doesn't show. My dad says he should, because anything could happen, like his wife could be having a baby that day. I don't know, a guy like that would probably let his wife have her baby in a ditch to make court, but then again, a guy like that probably doesn't have a wife. I'm a little bitter.

Another thing my dad said, when he was giving me grief, even though I pointed out that he had just failed to stop at the same stop sign, was that while stopping at stop signs is unnecessary, he always stops when there's a cop present.

Now imagine my joy when my parents get home, and, well, first of, my father warns me that my mother has a story, but it's not very good, and I probably don't want to hear it. I guess this isn't the part when i want you to imagine my joy, because there was none, and sure enough, my mom comes up, insistent on telling me a story I believed I didn't want to hear.

Turns out I did. You can imagine my joy again. Apparently, my father had been driving, and right as he was about to roll through a stop sign, my mother pointed out the cop parked, waint for idiots like me and my father to fail to stop at stop sign. SO my father, already pulling out, slmas on his brakes and hastily puts on his seat belt. At least I had my seat belt on.

So, not only does my father not stop at stop signs even when there are cops present, he also failed to "Be Aware Of His Surrounding", another thing my father used to tell us kids to do constantly. To be fair, all of us teneded to have our heads in the clouds, so he was justified, but still, the irony of this story was wonderful.

The only way it could have been better is if he had actually gotten a ticket.

Justice is served.

This Is Why We Were Hot

Due to some sweet technology you can now experience all the fun of running, right from your chair. In fact I daresay I would have more fun in your position. Point being Taylor and I are running pretty much on a daily basis. I'm thinking maybe we can put our route up on the side or something, but today and when we have nothing else to post, or have done a particularly cool run there is some cool stuff I can do.

Sweet Technology

This is a graph of our elevation.

If you click on these graphs you can see them nice and big.

This is a graph of the grade of hills in the route.


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This is a google map of today's run. You can put it in google earth, which is pretty cool.

I had to make that map based on the one the GPS made for me, so it's a little bit off. Anyway point being I ran about 5.5 miles of that route and Taylor probably did about 6.25 miles. But, I am perfectly willing to add in the 1.5 miles I had done earlier, meaning I totally win the day. Plus I got some sweet blisters from my new shoes, which have crazy arch support. In a bad way. Oh, and the title is in reference to how it was a little warm today, and we are not looking forward to summer runs.

Watership Down!

Actually haven't read that book, but I know it's about rabbits. Which brings me to my point, rather quickly.

I was walking out of my film class at FCC tonight at 10:30, and as I was walking down the sidewalk to my car, I saw a small black shape moving in front on me. I stopped, and the guy walking behind me asked what was up.

It was difficult to come up with an answer. That black shape multiplied to two, and I realized they were rabbits, and one had come out from behind the other. Seeing two rabbits, a little, weird, but then, I noticed, between me and the two rabbits, was another rabbit, sitting there just a few feet from where I was standing.

"It's herd of bunnies," I told him.

"A herd of what?"

"A heard of bunnies."

"Wha- Oh, jeeze, that's a lot of rabbits!"

I guess three isn't a lot, but it was weird to see three of them just chillaxing on the sidewalk at 10:30 p.m. on the FCC campus.

We Need an Intern

So it has come to our attention that our awesome plans have exceeded our capabilities. This was of course, fully expected, but fortunately, this isn't something we cannot fix. We just need more people, or an unpaid intern.

Ideally, John Lithgow. Unfortunately, we still have to see many, many more of his movies in order to become big enough fans to attract his attention. We just saw "Harry and the Hendersons", after seeing it referenced on "30 Rock". Eventually though, once we have seen everything he's in, we're pretty sure he will gladly be our unpaid intern, but until then, we're willing to set the bar a little lower. Basically, can you operate a camera, take obscure orders, and a sense of humor would be nice.

Basically, our plans have grown, or "ambitified" - well, I got real excited there, because Blogger did not tell me that is not a real word when I thought I had very clearly made it up, but a bit more research proved that no one has made this word up before I have, and it's just so awesome that Blogger chose to accept it. Point being, we have become more ambitious with our Blog, and are being held back by the fact that we are only two people.

I saw on the news that, due to the current unemployment rate, many people are choosing to take positions as unpaid interns, just so they have something on their resume and to learn new skills. I can't guarantee you'll learn anything, in fact, I can almost guarantee you won't unless you, like us, have little to no common sense. And also, working as an intern for us might not be the best thing to put on your resume. It just might cost you a potential job. It could also get you that potential job, but the odds are not in your favor.

Still though, if you just happen to be near Mount Airy and are looking for something to do, let us know.

Makin' Steak

This is "Cooking with Ben: Act II"

It was pretty nice out yesterday, so after our run I busted out some mad steak grilling skillz. Now there is not much advice I can give on grilling, you either know what you are doing or you don't. If the directions are written out, it just looks like I am being a dick: You throw some meat on the grill, then you flip it, and pour tasty junk onto it.

I'm not sure if that second shot looks the way it does due to my mad skills or Taylors apparent lack of skills with food photography.

That is what steak looks like. I am being a little facetious, but honestly I can't imagine how I could give a tutorial on steak like I could with an omelette.

The one piece of advice I can give you, should you endeavor to make steak: Apparently you should be dancing or something. I don't really remember dancing, or being photographed while doing so, but I guess it happened. It was probably while we were talking about "This is Why I'm Hot" by MIMS. Or more accurately, my version with the same melody "This is How I Steak."

Anyway, I am pretty sure Talyor enjoyed it. He can attest to my ability to steak. And in case you were wondering what that red drink is, it's the watered down blood of my fallen enimies. Or as you might know it, Hawiian Punch.