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How I Became a Famous Pickup Artist : Part 1

As far as I was concerned, she was perfect. She was at least as smart as I was, was a dancer and had the body to prove it, and had a smile that could disarm the national guard. Let's call her Julie.

So, like an earthworm stalking it's prey, I put my usual game on her. Since my last flowchart was so popular, I've made another one to show you how I dealt with the ladies back then:

Nedless to say, things went slowly. We hung out nearly every day for the last couple months of our Senior year summer vacation. Like many guys, I was totally oblivious to her attraction for me. One morning Julie came over really early while I was still sleeping, and squeezed into my twin bed with me. I woke up, and assumed that she must be tired - it didn't even occur to me that she might like me. Finally on the last week of that vacation she said to me,

Run For Your Lives! (Fitness Friday, Zombie Edition)

On Man of the Couch

[caption id="attachment_341" align="aligncenter" width="600" caption=""The first rule of Zombieland: Cardio. When the zombie outbreak first hit, the first to go, for obvious reasons... were the fatties." ~ Columbus, Zombieland (2009)"][/caption]

Wednesday I shared that I've started running. I also explained that I don't like it much. To turn this around I've signed up for a race in Denver this June. I won't be competing in this race though, I'll be trying to eat the brains of the people who are.

This summer, my wife and I are participating as Zombie volunteers in the Run For Your Life Zombie 5k.

[caption id="" align="alignright" width="211" caption="Braaaaiiiinnnzzzzz!!!"][/caption]

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