PM – Longmont to Broomfield, 17 (plus) miles. Put the HR monitor on. It has been a long time since I did that, and so it is probably time. Kept the whole thing low today, mostly under 145 (averaging 143 over the run).
I belched over lunch, and TZ immediately informed me, “really, that is not appropriate anywhere.” JZ immediately, “except in Canada.” This led into a series of laughs as to why belching is apparently okay in Canada in the mind of an 11 year old.
Tonight the kids were a part of a multi piano festival. In this piece, there are 16 pianos, with two kids to a piano.
But you know you are getting old when your rock anthems become piano music. Crikey.
The teachers, at the tail played a bunch of stuff from Carmen. Whenever I hear Carmen, I think of the orange. I just can’t help it. It was wired into me at a young age.
Not only is that sort of this acceptable, it's encouraged, eh?
ReplyDeleteWhen i saw the piano/rock opera, I couldn't help but think of the Simpsons episode where the organist plays 'Inagaddadavida'
Dang, you are old. Oh, wait a minute.... ;-)
ReplyDeleteYeah, I am old. Kidz these days are outta control, but baby I do love rock and roll.
ReplyDeleteJourney muzak is borderline criminal.
Kids.....sigh.
ReplyDeleteWives....sigh.
Husbands....sigh.
CAN I GET A WITNESS?
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