Hey, I was waiting for something exciting to happen in my life so that I could blog it to the world. This event has failed to occur, but I should probably blog anyways. So I’m just gonna blabber on here for a little bit.
I have a race this weekend. I have absolutely no idea how this is gonna go. Training has been very average, some days I’m fine and some days I suck. Training for this marathon so far has been underwhelming to say the least. It is also making for a downer of a blog, so I’m gonna change topics.
You know what is certainly not average or underwhelming? Las Vegas. Yeah I friggen love that place. I’ve been twice and both times it’s been an absolute shit show. A good shit show though, like one of those shit shows where after the shit has been shown you’re just like “Man that was amazing, but now I have to sleep for a week and I never want to see tequila again.”
So I love that place and I’m heading back there in a few weeks. My best buddy is getting married in Korea, but he has also decided to have a little thing in Vegas for us chumps who can’t make it across the ocean for the official thing. He’s going full Vegas and having an Elvis themed marriage celebration, it’s going to be amazing. I can’t wait. I’ll try my best to behave though, as it is only two weeks before the marathon.
I had another very good friend get married in Vegas once. I had to miss that wedding and I still feel terrible about it. I love running, and it is a great sport, but it makes me sad when I have to miss important life events because of it.
Something kinda interesting happened since last time we talked. My grandmother, who is amazing and whom I love to pieces let it slip that her mother was Jewish. I have a Jewish grandmother! and a Jewish mother! and I’m kinda Jewish…well not really. I was baptised so I think that officially washed away any sort of Jewishness that may have been lingering. I guess being Jewish doesn’t really transfer through DNA either. I guess I’ll just let that whole thing go. It’s a shame, I was hoping to pull a Whatley from Seinfeld and turn to Judaism purely for the jokes. Okay, we shouldn’t talk about religion, it’s a faux pas on this here runnin’ blog. I don’t wanna offend anybody.
So I just made a reference to Whatley from Seinfeld, some people probably got the reference and some people were probably like “huh?” It’s fun to make pop culture references sometimes. But ya gotta be careful, if you whip out a PC reference and people don’t get it, ya end up looking like an ass. It is an all or nothing deal. I had the nothing part of a PC reference happened to me the other day. I was talking to a guy and I had the perfect opportunity to use a Seinfeld reference, so I went for it. I thought it was well executed and quite humorous, but the three other people in the conversation just stared blankly at me. Not Seinfeld fans I guess. So awkwardness ensued as I first tried to explain myself and then just gave up and tried to change the subject. It was brutal, that’s what I get for hanging out with people who don’t like Seinfeld. Who doesn’t like Seinfeld? That show is gold! gold bloggers, gold!
So speaking of pop-culture stuff. In the past couple years the phrase “that’s what she said” has become a popular way of humoring people. I can appreciate a good “that’s what she said “ joke just like as much as the next guy. But do you know what bugs me? You know what really grinds my gears? It’s when people say “that’s what she said” in a situation where it doesn’t make any sense. If someone uses the term “hard”, “fill a hole” or other vague terms that can be construed to imply sexual innuendo, it doesn’t automatically qualify it as “that’s what she said” worthy. ex.
construction worker 1: We’ll need a lot of dirt to fill this hole
construction worker 2: that’s what she said!
This is certainly close to a “that’s what she said” but not quite. Construction worker 2 is equating “fill this hole” to putting something into a vagina, we get that, but what he is implying is that some random lady is saying that they would need a lot of dirt to fill her vagina. That doesn’t make sense and it is weird.
If it was;
worker 1: It’s gonna take a lot of work to fill this hole
worker 2: That’s what she said!
That works as a “that’s what she said” I just think that sometimes people get to excited to whip out that “that’s what she said”. Just a little pet peeve of mine. The misuse of “that’s what she said” is very similar to when people use the term “literally” incorrectly.
I’m leaving now, bye.
When people ask me what I do I say “I’m a runner” this is usually met with a confused look. They say “what does that mean” and I then try to explain to them what I do. This conversation is usually quite awkward and painful. I really do not like to talk to “normal” people about my running. They do not understand at all. But You can’t blame them, we are a strange group of people. I absolutely love running, there is nothing I like to do more than just head out and roll a solid hour or two on the trails. But to these normal folks they think of running and they associate it with pain and