Random Comments

From time to time I get some random comments on my blog. I assume someone is surfing along, minding their own business, and gets sucked into a vortex where I'm considered the height of entertaining hubris.

At least that's the google that gets me the most hits.

Today, I logged in to see if anyone had seen my recent coup d'etat on the running circuit, and came across this little diddy:

Hello. This post is likeable, and your blog is very interesting, congratulations :-). I will add in my blogroll =). If possible gives a last there on my blog, it is about the MP3 e MP4, I hope you enjoy. The address is (address). A hug.

Now I've had my comments spammed before and it's flattering. I mean, they obviously see the genuis that is my comedic observations and know that five or even ten people must be reading my blog on a yearly basis, much less the comments that go along with said ramblings. This means they have the potential of no one coming to their site by advertisings via mine.

But what made this particular divestiture from all marketing logic was the closing remark. "A hug." A compassionate moment among two internet denizens, one who is so desperate to have his/her site viewed by others that he/she has reached out to me, placed his/her site link on my comments, and offered an electronic hug, a bit of warmth in an otherwise cold, barren void of communication.

I rejected it.

New PR

First, here was this comment from the weekend:

Me: Babe, when you're done reading the Stephen King article from the EW, will you tear it out for me?
Lil: Why, was it that good?
Me: I don't know, I haven't read it yet.
Lil: (puzzled look)
Me: There's a huge, freaking spider on the next page's advertisement and I can't even touch the damn thing.
Lil: There, there. I'll help you, poor, little guy.
Me: (collapses into a quivering heap)

Now, onto my real news: the 2008 Coyote Challenge 5k.

Overall - 39th
Time - 22:56
Age Division - 3rd

Now, while third place is nice and all, and another age division victory for me (once again, I didn't attend the awards ceremony . . . perhaps that's a sign), it's really the bolded time that's important here. Since I've been training for 5Ks as of, whatever, 13 months ago, this is a new personal record (PR) for me. This puts me running 7:24 splits on my miles.

So, say it with me now: Wooo-FREAKING-Hooo!