Category: Published Literary Nonsense

[“And the ‘hits’ just keep on comin’….” “Hits” on websites and Twitter, I suppose. Hello, everyone, and welcome to another 24 hours of Bad Joke Friday! Which, without further ado, brings us right to today’s topic. OK, joke. Maybe even bad joke! But this has all played out recently in various chat rooms, on ultrarunning...

[Happy–or at least less miserable–New Year, Everyone! It’s been awhile since we’ve rolled down our sleeves and written anything for the Internet. (Or is it World Wide Web, and, if so, what’s the difference? That’s something I never could figure out. It was supposedly invented by Al Gore? But I haven’t been able to figure...

[Good Aftermourning, “all you groovy guys and groovy gals!” (as they used to say, oh, by now it seems like centuries ago). The “mourning” part has to do with my recent discoveries of rampant unfairness and lack of integrity in our sport, and in running/racing in general. But no, further research is required so I...

[Happy “Bad,” everyone! As in, today is “Bad Joke Friday” once more. And the chatter lately all throughout our little whirled of ultradom has been abuzz with bad jokes having nothing to do with ultrarunning. Everything from hexakosioihexekontahexaphobia (fear of bib number 666 😉 to James Earl Ray’s old Brushy Mountain Penitentiary being turned into...

[Hello-everyone-and-happy-bad-joke-Friday. OK, that’s out of the way. Now I can get off my chest what’s REALLY bothering me, besides the shirt. Today’s little rankle is about raceday. But first, how do you spell it? Is it “race day,” “race-day,” or “raceday”? Or maybe “Raceday,” “RaceDay,” or “Du Jour des Runnique a la Asses Off?” I’ve...

[Good After-Morning to all of my friends, acquaintances, fellow Listservites and Listswervians, and to only a few of my sworn enemies. (You don’t know who you are. 🙂 Today is another BJF (Bad Joke Friday) and I’m just getting started. What prompted this little treatise today was this, as was, I believe, first posted on...

  [Is it Bad Joke Friday? Again? Already?? Well, here’s something I recently thought of that nobody cares about: water bottles. Right. The lowly, lowly water bottle. And why did I ever have my head so low in the first place as to think up such down-in-the-pumps type stuff? (Don’t ask. It’s been an emotionally...

  [Welcome back to Bad Joke or–as I’ve been thinking lately–Negativity Friday. First, in other news of the universe, I see that next summer’s “Last Annual” Vol-State Road Race is now COMPLETELY FULL! The projected field will be expanded by nearly triple, and it only took three weeks from the end of the 2013 version...

  [Awhile ago, somebuddy or somebunny noted–along with his or her training regimen, specimen, preferences, Garmin trackings, VO2-max vs. HR-extremities, nutritional intake vs. wastage outpour, etc., etc., etc., and, oh yeah, complete lists of all the races he or she has ever run vs. all the upcoming races he or she fully intends to do–that...

  [There seems to be some recent concern/inquiry/puzzlement over women runners who have attempted The Barkley Marathons–yea, woe yea–“the race that eats its young” (perhaps answering the inquiries right there). All those lovely young (hey, they are ALL young AND gorgeous) women runners were eaten. Yup! Hardbitten, chewy, and swallowed. And every single one of...