Rain...

... sitting here waiting for the pool-shooters to show up, I noticed my day's purchase wasn't put away... so I walked them through to their new home and closed the door... the Utility Room....

...you know, I spent quite a lot of time in the delayed-entry program before hitting bootcamp.. and I used that time to try to get in shape... lots of hikes, pull-ups, and push-ups... I even wore a pair of old combat boots for a little while every day to try to toughen my feet up...

... it didn't work though... and the first forced-march that 3rd Battalion dropped on me cut my feet up pretty bad... but you know, that is how you develop calluses... but by the end of 13 weeks, my heels were as hard as my noggin...

... they issued me a pair of running shoes too... New Balance, I believe... light as a feather and truly excellent shoes... of course, by the end of training they were a complete wreck... the heat and humidity of May, June, July, and August at Parris Island - combined with the sweat from running, the constant soakings from running underneath the sprinkler arches to keep from heatstroking, and the continual sandy runs - well, those sneakers were well and truly done-in by the end of bootcamp....

... while on military leave before heading to my first duty station, I picked up a pair of Nike's new running shoes... Air Pegasus, they were called... I ended up owning two pairs of those... both ended up being tossed in the dumpster because my big toe had worn a hole in the fabric at the top of the shoe... miles and miles of running, they endured.... and then were unceremoniously shit-canned... pretty good shoes though...

... after de-mobbing from the Corps, I bought one more pair of "sporty" shoes... black Adidas Samba Classics.... a hideously ugly shoe that was intended to be used for indoor soccer.... not exactly being the stylish type anyways, their ugliness suited me just fine and I bought them... they finally bit the dust a couple of years ago after almost ten years of faithful service...

... since then I have remained happily without "sporty" shoes...

.. I currently own and wear two pairs of H.S. Trask saddle-shoes (which fucking rock, by the way)... one pair of black wingtips.. one pair of black cold-weather Danner Ft. Lewis combat boots... one pair of black leather hot-weather combat boots... one pair of some weird moccasin type shoe... and one pair of brown Justin cowboy boots.... oh, and a set of flip-flops that I got for Christmas one year...

... to be honest, I don't own sneakers for the same reason I don't own a pick-up truck.. if I had one, I'd be asked to HAUL stuff... and if I had sneakers?... well, the next thing you know I'd be RUNNING AROUND.... homey don't play that... I hate running around worse than I hate hauling stuff...

... needless to say, I now own a pair of sneakers... bought them today in Athens... New Balance running shoes... $59.99.... so it appears my sedentary days appear to be approaching their end....

... the REAL punchline is in what else I purchased today at the behest of my Missus... behold:

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... I know, I know... I can hardly believe it myself.... but tomorrow, we play tennis..... 96 degrees and we're going to play tennis because we "need the exercise"... shit... I'd rather put my sneakers on and kick a beehive than ponce around on some melted hunk of asphalt twirling a tennis racquet like JohnfuckingMcEnroe....

... having said that, I have a sincere favor to ask you rubberneckers... and I hope that all of us combined can pull it off.... tonight, as you settle yourselves into bed... or say grace around your evening meal... or dance naked in wild, heathen celebration of The Goddess' Solstice Day.... please pray for rain tomorrow... lots and lots of rain.... I would consider it a personal favor....

... anyway, now I'm off to preside over a meeting of the newly reconstructed Eagle Glen Social Club.... and yes, there will be pizza...

by Eric on June 21, 2006 | Bullshit (15) | TrackBack (0) | Psycho Rants
Bullshit So Far

Hey, I happen to like JohnfuckingMcEnroe. No, not in that way. Not that there's anything wrong with that, it's just not my bag, baby.

Bullshitted by Evilwhiteguy on June 21, 2006 06:01 PM

Didja buy those shoes from a Supply Corps guy in Athens??

Bullshitted by MCPO Airdale on June 21, 2006 06:11 PM

... she didn't look old enough to enlist, Airdale....

Bullshitted by Eric on June 21, 2006 06:37 PM

"the REAL punchline is in what else I purchased today at the behest of my Missus… "

Who knew Tennessee's male version of Amelda Marcos would need to buy balls...

I thought they came standard in that neck of the woods...

Bullshitted by RedNeck on June 21, 2006 06:38 PM

I'm not praying for rain (or anything else for that matter) because TENNIS IS FUN! Now you get out there and have some fun!

Oh, and LMFAO @ RedNeck...

Bullshitted by Lisa W. on June 21, 2006 07:13 PM

Hell no I'm not praying for rain! This is blog fodder, big guy! Yahooo! It's all about US. You didn't think your blog was about YOU did you? Phht. No. I see some GREAT blog fodder potential and I cannot wait to read allllll about it. ;-)

BTW, I'd rather slit my jugular with a spork than play tennis. Blech.

Bullshitted by Bou on June 21, 2006 07:13 PM

Oh Christ - you mean you are supposed to *run* while wearing *running* shoes??? Oh no.... I'll stick with my Birks thankyouverymuch.... Good luck tomorrow...

Bullshitted by Richmond on June 21, 2006 07:26 PM

I well not pray for rain. Your missus is doing you a favor. Tennis is so much fun!! :)

Bullshitted by seawitch on June 21, 2006 07:37 PM

I'd be interested in hearing the solution you come up with to juggling a tennis racket, a tumbler of scotch, and a lit Camel. Be sure and let me know how that works out.

Bullshitted by bitterman on June 21, 2006 08:23 PM

..it's gonna be real hard, Bitterman.... REAL hard....

Bullshitted by Eric on June 21, 2006 09:22 PM

That's funny. I don't see that tennis skirt that you were bragging about when we chatted earlier today...

Bullshitted by zonker on June 21, 2006 09:39 PM

Jesus, Pops ... you gotta get the Missus a new hobby or something. She's gonna kill you with all this exercise ...

Bullshitted by Princess Cat on June 21, 2006 10:54 PM

heh heh heh heh...

That's all I'm sayin'

Bullshitted by Teresa on June 21, 2006 11:30 PM

Too bad you can't play tennis in those Cool-Ass H. S. Trask Oxfords...you don't want to scuff up the uppers, which are made from Yak Hide (and not just any random-shit Yak Hide, but Mongolian Yak Hide), and you sure as hell don't want to trip over the shoelaces, made as they are from the woven Crotch-Hairs of specially selected Orang-Utangs from the dense jungles of Kalimantan...

Bullshitted by Elisson on June 22, 2006 01:04 PM

TENNIS? BAHAHAHAHAHAHA

Now a good hard and fast game of racket ball is one thing but TENNIS? BAHAHAHAHA

Bullshitted by GUYK on June 23, 2006 12:18 PM