Friday, September 19, 2008

She knows me

The good/bad news of the day...the lady at the front desk of the local YMCA knows me. Not by name, but as I walked in this morning and went to flash my little temporary pass, she said "Don't bother. You're okay."

Yes, I'm there that much. So far, every weekday morning. Granted, not everyday is a "hard" workout day, but I try to do something at least.

In other news, I'm suffering through Hitchhiker's Guide to the Galaxy. That's right, I said suffering. I never could get into the whole Monty Python style of British humor, and that's exactly what this is. Monty Python. In space.

Now, Mr. Bean? I love Mr. Bean. He's awesome. But he's more physical comedy than odd, witty, bizarro, British humor. Sorry, make that humour.

Destroyermen: Into the Storm is gathering steam, so to speak. It was rough going in the start, and is just starting to shine through the clouds as a series (and author) that shows promise. I'm still holding out high hopes for this book and I get the feeling that it might, just might deliver. And if not now, at least in the next book.

For those that haven't read it yet, think Kurt R. A. Giambastiani meets S. M. Stirling. Dinosaurs meet The Change. I think four people in the world will get that. And none will be reading this blog. Oh well. Have a good weekend.


Paul Abbamondi said...

I, too, had trouble with Hitchhiker's Guide books. Loved his other series (well, it was only two books) about the detective agency and angry gods above. Still had that British humour though, but it seemed more...enjoyable.

1979 semi-finalist said...

I think it's great that the girl at the front desk of the Y knows you...that means you're doing an awesome job of going to the gym.

good for you. one of us has to succeed :)

TK42ONE said...

Paul - seeing as how poorly this one turned out, i doubt I'll give many others a try until much later.

Kelly - You can succeed too, you just need to hate yourself enough. Sounds lame, but that's where I was a few months ago. Sick and tired of being fat and old. Figured I can't change being old, so I tried changing being fat. Still fat, but at least I can run a mile now without stopping.