Okay, first things first. Bigun and Excel Man (as most of you already know) participated in the "Escape To Alcatraz" in Clermont, Florida last Sunday. I know, my race report is a little slow on the keypad. Sorry.
I'm going off on a tangent for a minute. No excuses, just plain truth. In my industry (Interior Design) you really have to stay on top of the latest styles, trends, colors, etc. This past week I had seminars to attend and work to do. Wah wah right? I'm not complaining, truly, just explaining my tardiness on the Sherpa Report for E 2 A. - Seminar, BTW, Fantastic. It was a great training tool for our company.
Back to the RR for E2A. Race - sucked. Wait, I know what you are wanting to say ..."Sucked? Why is that TriSherpa Di?"...okay, let me explain. It.Was.Friggin.FREEZING!!!! It was colder than The Escape from Alcatraz last June. If I had balls, they would have been frozen off. That's the truth. Guess who that is wrapped up all nice and tight in the blanket... How Bigun and ExcelMan's jewels came through unscathed is beyond me. Back to the cold. I am a true blue Northerner. Raised in the wicked winters of upstate NY. I love the winter. Thing is, cold air, cutting wind and standing still for extended periods of time does not FUN make. I froze my ass off. (no one ever died of wishful thinking right?)
The race was small. It was the smallest race I've ever been to. I was surprised at the small turnout. Actually, now that I think about it, maybe not so surprised. The way Zeibart burned the Bigun, it probably isn't the first time for this sort of behaviour and I am quite certain it won't be the last time. OR...maybe, just maybe...everyone has gotten wise to the fact that Zeibart is only after a quick buck and that $100 entry fee is just Zeibart's way of making you feel thankful you were even allowed to participate in his race. Cause I am here to tell you, the after race fare...well, pretty much non existent except for some donut holes and 2 cakes from the Food Store. Wait, forgot, they had some crappy hotdogs too.
No finisher's medal was anywhere to be seen. The goody bags did have a T-Shirt in them. There you have it. approximately 300 people in the race, F'n freezing temperatures, no real food and a T-Shirt. Jeez, I am sure thankful Bigun was allowed to participate in this race AND get ripped off for an extra 5 bucks.
Yes, I know...you have already read all of this in Bigun's report. Sorry, nothing like beating a dead horse, right? I honestly tried to find something good to write about this race. I couldn't. I know, the weather was not under anyone's control. I'll give that much. Just a freak of Florida Nature. Or was it? Because I am now wondering if ... well, nevermind.
Okay, I can think of some good things to report about this race. Bigun and ExcelMan. They did really well. Keep in mind we are talking about 2 boys who are totally acclimated to the warm weather of Florida. They both raced with truly frigid digits. Sounds silly to even bring it up? Well, I had a difficult time just cheering in the cold. My SherpaSpirit was a little lacking that morning. Usually I cheer for everyone, admittedly, I only cheered for our boys that morning. I know, I suck. Sorry. I heard quite a few of the athletes remarking how they didn't feel their feet until about half way through the run. The water was very choppy and very chilly. Reminiscent of the St.Anthony's water 2 years ago. Talk about scary.
Both guys raced with smiles. They looked strong and they barely broke a sweat through the whole race. I did manage to get some great shots of them on the course.
There you have it. My race report. That isn't really why I am here today. I am here to talk about something I think you are all well aware of now.
"The Marctionary". If you have listened to the podcasts of Tac and Bigun...you know what I'm talking about. Don't you? Yep. Thought so. Here in The Land of Blog you probably all know it not as
"The Marctionary" but rather as
"The Bigunary".
Some people, you may know someone like this, they know the English language well. So well, in fact, they take certain liberties with it. By liberties I am referring to the Art of Reinvention. Reinventing the English language for the sake of...well...for the sake of...okay. I am at a loss here. Wait, it's Bigun I'm talking about here. It's reinvention for the sake of a laugh, for the sake of the new word just sounds like it fits better. In his mind anyway.
Am I crossing a line here? Busting my husbands chops in public, amongst all of our Blogger friends? Hell, if you can't bust your hubby's chops with your friends, who can you bust them with? Right...? Right?
Bigun, for those of you who have met him, he's a funny guy. He pretty much considers his art of getting a laugh to be a no holds barred sport. If reinventing words for a laugh works, well, he's bound to go for it.
Here are a few examples. You and I would probably say the word "discombobulated" he would say "noncombobulation". Here's one - you and I would say "spectacular" Bigun would say "spectaculous". Everyone else in the free world would say "oxymoron" he would say something like "morononobia". I know, directly translated, not even close to the same thing. But when translated in a Bigun conversation, you can't help but laugh. So, the next time you listen to the
Taconite and Bigun Show, you may want to pay attention to how the English language is being reinvented by our own Bigun. He's a funny guy.
Leave him a message on the PodLine 813-990-0951. There's a hot British chick asking you to leave a message. If you can't download for an I Pod, make sure you let them know. They can supply a link for an MP3 also.
Well folks, that's all I've got. Have a great week and hopefully, I'll be chatting with you sooner than a month from now....
