"Should I recognize you?" I quizzed the man with the snow-caked beard. "Didn't you win the Leadville Trail 100 run last year?"
"Oh," he chuckled with teeth flashing through his Grizzly Adams whiskers. "I was actually the second fastest beard in Leadville last year as I ended up in 7th place."
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An unusual mixture of fictional/non-fictional short stories sprinkled with an occasional moustache rant.
Wednesday, May 27, 2015
Monday, May 25, 2015
Moustache Unplugged #29
hehehe....undetected, I seize the moment to work on another letter....
Dear Politically-Correct Wordslingers,
I solemnly watched the news on this Memorial Day, eternally grateful how others have secured my freedoms while living in the United States. The news dribbled on...and on...and on. Never once was it said how this day was to honor those KILLED while serving this country. Instead, that word of violence and terror was strategically avoided and repeatedly replaced and sugar coated with "the ultimate sacrifice."
Dear Politically-Correct Wordslingers,
I solemnly watched the news on this Memorial Day, eternally grateful how others have secured my freedoms while living in the United States. The news dribbled on...and on...and on. Never once was it said how this day was to honor those KILLED while serving this country. Instead, that word of violence and terror was strategically avoided and repeatedly replaced and sugar coated with "the ultimate sacrifice."
Monday, May 18, 2015
Leon
With longing eyes, glancing up as I passed, they suggested, "Can I go down with you?" His tongue dangled out of a gray flecked muzzle as he mechanically trotted uphill behind his caretakers. Ever since that first encounter, I have admired the same aging dog at varying spots throughout the trail system always moving forward, dedicated to keeping his caretakers in sight.
Monday, May 11, 2015
Imprinted
"Aha, there it is," I stated to the yearling Hereford bull while vigorously scratching the swirl of hair on his back. With a cocked head popping up and down in glorious delight and in rhythm to my scratching, he rolled out his long tapered tongue, making curlicues with it.
Monday, May 4, 2015
CrossFit Endurance????
"I'm going to teach you how to run," said Valerie Hunt, our CrossFit Endurance Instructor with impressive credentials. I maintained my poker face as the words slapped me and I began to wonder.
Wait a minute! Teach me to run? I paid how much money to be taught something that was naturally learned shortly after being weaned off momma's milk, wrecking the crib and fleeing to hide? Teach me to run... What other basics in life are you planning on teaching? Chew? Sleep? Breath?
Wait a minute! Teach me to run? I paid how much money to be taught something that was naturally learned shortly after being weaned off momma's milk, wrecking the crib and fleeing to hide? Teach me to run... What other basics in life are you planning on teaching? Chew? Sleep? Breath?
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