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Random Thoughts

Here are some random thoughts that, individually, would struggle to make a complete post. Together, they will become more.

#1
I had a #11 Country Club at Jimmy John’s. This is Mykala’s sandwich, and I tried it today. I loved it. Just loved it. It’s made of “fresh sliced turkey breast, applewood smoked ham, provolone, and tons of lettuce, tomato, and mayo.”

#2
I am confident that artists such as Ashley Simpson or *shudder* Paris Hilton really think that their voices sound the way they do on the recording. To them, the endless pitch corrections, post processing, and other electronic magic that goes on after they warble into the microphone is entirely transparent. That is, they figure that what they hear is real, just the way that we subconsciously assume that what we see on magazine covers is real. It’s a sad state of affairs for pop divas… but not for photoshoppers and audio producers.

#3
On my very first long format run a few weeks ago, I had to go to the bathroom so badly, I just barely found a public bathroom before giving up all hope of maintaining public dignity. Incidentally, I had tied the drawstring on my shorts to prevent them from abandoning my waist mid run. This was effective - in fact, so effective, that I couldn’t get them off my waist at all. So there I am, hopping up and down in an outhouse, and I rip the drawstring on my shorts. Thankfully, I was able to keep them up for the remainder of the run, sans drawstring.

It was a run to remember.

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Richard Roche +1

the #11 country club has been my sandwich of choice for a few years now (minus the occasional bootlegger to mix things up a bit). I approve of your taste, and I award you one internet high five. o/

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