Fit for fall - 10 days in

Yes, fit for fall has begun and we are about 10 days in. I thought I would throw out some statistics:

Number of runs: 0

Number of ellipticals: 0

Days exercising: 0

Salads for meals: 0

Steaks consumed: 3

Average number of drinks consumed/night: 4

Leftover Kit-Kats from Halloween/day: 3

Smokes: unknown, but > than 0

So, clearly i'm off to a good start. I'm proud of this start. Imagine working out, dieting, doing everything you should and still gaining weight? That would be more depressing than anything. In fact, people like that generally spend their days wearing Milan jumpsuits and drinking espresso. Those people also don't pay their gambling debts. I'm talking about you Dom, you hack.

With just over 35 days left, I'll consider a run and maybe some other form of exercise. I also refuse to keep track of my weight day to day. I'm not stepping on the scale until Dec. 20.

I have no idea what music was playing on my drive in...I can't remember. It's irrelevant, like most things in life.

Oklahoma is (probably) NOT OK

Yep...Nov. 2...election day.

First, the music to the polling center:

I can't drive 55: Sammy Hagar.

Apparently i'm channeling all the old OK-First classics...this was a big one back in the day with Deke. Long boring story on this one, so i'll save it.

On to politics...

First off, let me just say this: If you vote Tea Party, you're part of the fucking problem, not the solution. Grow up and educate yourself, especially if you're in Oklahoma. "Don't Tread on Me"? Are you serious? Oklahoma gets $1.30 from the federal government for every tax dollar collected. Tell you what, you don't like the federal government? See what happens when they cut federal spending in Oklahoma by 20+%, then see if you cry another tune.

The only notable race in Oklahoma is for Governor and we have the choice between two republicans. One, listed as a democrat, is intelligent and has good ideas. The other is the devil who spews out repoob talking points. You can guess who wins this one.

Finally, we have ridiculous state questions this year. State questions include:

Showing your ID when you vote

Making English the official language

Repealing health care reform

numerous education questions

All are ridiculous and narrow minded, but most will pass. Oh the drama in 10 years when a voter's unemployed daughter has her 3rd kid from as many unknown fathers. They'll struggle to find health care and the child will be fucked. But hey, at least the government isn't telling them what to do! The argument on health care is ridiculous. It's a good idea, much like railroad crossing gates. Yet, people refuse this idea of universal health care. It's doesn't affect them, but because it's from Obama, IT'S BAD. DON'T TREAD ON ME. These are the same assholes who look at that railroad crossing and say, "fuck it, i'm going". I hope the train wins.

Last, the drive in to work again channeled an OK-First great.

Take me home tonight: Eddie Money

In the words of Coconut Pete: "you think Eddie Money has to put up with this shit?"

Bonus if anyone can tell me the secret ingredient to Coconut Pete's paella?

Fit for fall

Ok, we're back in action on this blog.

First off, the drive time music.

Jukebox Hero - Foreigner

Classic song back from the days of OK-First. Nothing beat a drive to Ada with this blaring from the shitty OU rental's speaker system. I can't comment on how this song will impact my day, we'll have to see if there's a new correlation.

Finally, a little humor: Fit for Fall. This is one of the many times of year the guys all decide they are fat (which we are) and need to lose weight (which we won't). It's fun to watch the 2 weeks of eating salads, Mike's insistence that carbs are bad, Matt going on a steroid cycle, and james exercising naked by the window of his living room. My plan, drunkorexia.

By Thanksgiving this will all be moot, we'll still be fat (bald) losers.

The return of shit.

Yes, it's been over 2 years...but it's coming back.

No more the morning jack, the "brew" will be providing some fodder for this blog.

Music is just as shitty, and i'm just as low.

Monday, i'm back!

contest time...

First comment to tell me what 80's movie this appeared in, along with a plot description (don't copy IMDB) and cast list wins a prize.

The song:

Dead Man's Party -- Oingo Boingo

The Jack scored bigtime here...this station is on a great, great roll.

I don't feel like shit...yet

Yeah, I said it. I feel ok today. No suicidal tendencies yet. This morning, I awoke to:

Your Love -- The Outfield

Good tune, got me up, got me moving. Then I got in the car:

We're Not Gonna Take It -- Twisted Sister
Sledgehammer -- Peter Gabriel

More good shit. I recently found an old PG album to listen to, so this was nice. Now, my attitude is a ticking time bomb...is good for now, but how long until I try to drown myself in a storm drain?

The Good, The Bad, and Steve Winwood

Yeah, you guessed it...Steve-Fucking-Winwood. For those who haven't never been around me when a song comes on from Winwood, I hate this fucking guy. He should burn in hell with Michael Bolton and Roger Clemens. I can't help but wish bad things on this guy. His music is awful, tacky, and to be honest useless to society.

With that said, here's what I woke up to:

Meant to Live -- Switchfoot

I hate this song, I hate this band. This should have been a sign. Really. But I got up, and showered, and got in the car. Upon the turn of a key, I get this:

Torn -- Natalie Imbruglia

Normally, I'd shit my pants over this song...another awful tune. But, I love it because it then reminds me of this clip

Finally, the nail in the coffin:

Roll with It -- Steve Winwood

I know in the past, I have figured the worse the music, the better the day. This is bullshit when it comes to Steve Winwood. Nothing makes me want to slit my wrists and do pushups in rubbing alcohol more.