I Hate the Cowgirls

NOOOOOOO!!!! The game's not over, but they're sucking the life out of the Skins by pounding Marion Barber 3 off tackle. I can't take it anymore. I'm seriously considering switching over to The Notebook so I don't have to continue to watch this hideousness. 

When the Skins beat Dallas in Dallas and then Philly in Philly, the pundits claimed the Redskins were in the driver's seat in the NFC East.  At the time, I just couldn't bring myself to agree. I feared we weren't as good as we'd been playing. Now it looks like I'm right. Beating a rival on the road means nothing if you turn around and lose to them at home. 

To make matters worse, this marks about the fifth game in a row that our offense has been generally unproductive. Only ten points and barely 300 yards isn't going to get it done in the NFC East. We'll see if Zorny can get the offense going.  Right now, though, it's not looking pretty. 

Shocking

Take a closer look at that photo. Click on it even. Yes, that's our fine nation's lame-duck President flashing the old shocker. Now, I've been known to do the same (in photos), but this isn't the sort of thing one expects from his commander in chief. Was this part of Bush's shock and awe strategy in Iraq? 

I know what you're thinking, some loser spent five hours in his mother's basement photoshopping the ring finger off of about fifty people. Wrong!  That's the real deal. 

Who knows why he chose to throw down the shocker now. It would have been nice, though, if he'd flashed it during the 2000 campaign. Maybe then we'd have known what he had in store for our mother country. Motherfucker. 

This Doggy

I wants it! The one bright spot out of the 5k was meeting this lovely wirehaired dachsund puppy. She was so sweet and lovable. When my friends and I went up to pet her, she rolled onto her back and was soooo content as she got a belly rub. If I ever escape the quagmire that is law school, my first purchase will be an equally cute puppy. I can't wait.

5k = PAIN

My nipples hurt. Seriously, they feel like someone rubbed a piece of sandpaper on them. My legs feel like lead. I smell bad. Why? Because I brilliantly made the last second decision to run a 5k.

My friends are into justice. Make that equal justice.  Unfortunately, GW Law's Equal Justice Foundation was putting on a race. I learned yesterday that most of my friends were planning on running in the race. 

I explained to them how out of shape I was, how much I enjoyed sleeping, how much I hated running. But no, they insisted I come. In classic sucker fashion, I agreed to go.

3.1 miles and a piss poor half hour of running later, I'm sitting on the couch trying to regain my bearings. I'm pretty sure I have my dignity but I might have lost it on the final hill when I decided to stop running and walked for half a mile. I used to have some pride but that took a hit when a woman from the 40-49 group blazed past me. 

I took some valuable lessons away from this experience: 1) don't eat four pieces of pizza, cake, cupcakes, and drink three beers the night before running in a 5k, 2) if you're out of shape and hate running, don't run in a 5k, 3) don't run in a 5k. 

Crazy Week

I apologize to my millions of loyal readers (Sai) for being such a lazy poster. As you may have heard, there was an election this week. I spent the day doing poll watching in southern Virginia. I promise to devote an entire post to how awesome that was. 

Anyway, my tireless devotion to the Big O cost me a day of work and I've been catching up since then. I think I'm finally up to speed, but my blogging suffered. I know, I know, my priorities are terribly out of whack. The most important election in our lifetime vs. blogging and I chose election. Stupid me. 

To make up for it, I promise to blog the fuck out of this thing over the next few days.  Prepare to be have your brains blogged out! It could get blogging bloggy up in here! Blog blog blogging blog, blog blog blog blog blog blogger! You get the point...