5.02 miles. 1:09:41.
I just don’t even what
June being so busy got me out of the habit of tracking my half-marathon training, or at least staying accountable by talking about my runs. On the 4th of July, I ran a 5K with my dad and sister - 50:10.
Karen’s been keeping a spreadsheet tracking my progress. Tonight’s run was 2 miles in 29:16 - I set the treadmill pace at 4.1mph (14:38 mile pace) and kind of zoned out to music.
At this point my biggest struggle is the mental aspect - motivating myself to go out and run, and trying not to stress out too much about maintaining the pacing requirement for the Avengers Half Marathon - 16 minute mile over the whole race, finish in 3h30m. I can swing a 16 minute mile or better for 2-3 miles, can I do it for 13? I guess my biggest fear right now is getting carted off for not staying on pace.
But I’m still training. 15 weeks to go.
“We are Groot.”
I love the fact that Faith could literally get out of jail ANY FUCKING TIME but she didn’t because she wanted to do the right thing for herself and because of Angel and Buffy one of the most amazing redemption stories you’ll even see on tv
Just re-watched this episode. This may be my favorite moment of Angel, ever.
There’s so much going on in this scene that I love: the duality of Faith maturing as a Slayer, and Wesley maturing as a Watcher - neither of them were the people they needed to be during Buffy, but they grew into it. Plus there’s some philosophy about the prisons we create for ourselves and so on.
If Daenerys and Margaery were ever to meet, do you think that they woud get along or would there be some tension between them?
YOU STOP WRITING MARGAERY/DANY SLASH IN YOUR HEAD RIGHT IN THE MIDDLE OF A PANEL YOUNG LADY. Or at least share >.>
Senator: Superheroes have to register their secret identities!
Natasha: There’s six of us. Rogers has a Smithsonian exhibit on him, Stark won’t stop telling the world he’s Iron Man, and for the rest of us, I dumped all of SHIELD’s files on the internet.
Senator: Oh. Right.
Natasha: Oh…and Thor is Thor. That’s his real name. Even if it wasn’t, he might have diplomatic immunity to the Registration Act since his “secret identity” is the crown prince of an alien civilization.
Senator: I get it, I get it.
POST CREDITS SCENE:
(Enter the Senator’s office)
Senator: Well, that was a disaster.
Voice: You think?
Senator: Who is th- Nick Fury?
Nick Fury: I’m here to talk to you about the “Stop Wasting Everyone’s Fucking Time” Initiative.
JUST SAY NO TO MCU CIVIL WAR
So, we went up to Disneyland today, because Frito had been reading about this new sort of ARG(Alternate Reality Game)/LARP(Live Action Role Play) event that they’re doing in Frontierland - basically there’s two factions (Frontierland and Rainbow Ridge) vying for control of land and such. There are various things you can do - deliver telegrams, try and capture people who have had bounties put out on them, etc. All of this earns you “bits” - little wooden coins that you can use to buy land and do other things.
When you enter Frontierland, if you’re wanting to play, you get yourself a nametag with your “Western name” and declare your allegiance to one faction or the other - having just seen the Dapper Dans perform prior (the song of my people!), I named myself “Dapper Matt”. In addition to the cast members, there are pretty clearly some ‘regulars’ - people who have mounted their nametag stickers on buttons, invested in hats, and so on - who have created a recurring character of some manner. (The game is kind of clearly aimed at annual pass holders who can return multiple times to do stuff like that.)
Anyways, at one point someone put a bounty on me, and I got tossed in the hoosegow (a little ‘jail cell’ that you spend around 2 minutes in to ‘do your time’) - and a cast member whose shtick was wandering around playing the guitar (he plays musical stings whenever there’s a “duel” - rock/paper/scissors shootouts) sat down with me and started playing a blues riff. Well, I didn’t have anything off the top of my head, but we wound up jamming to “Jailhouse Rock” for several minutes.
On the ride home, Karen and I decided that clearly this means I need to make “Dapper Matt” a recurring character and prep some more songs in case I get tossed in jail the next time we’re up there. So I decided that I need to invest in a strawboat hat, and that my character is a down-on-his-luck barbershop singer who dreams one day of moving to “Main Street USA” and joining the Dapper Dans. :)
And then it hit me that basically I’m role-playing Barry Carl’s cameo in The Wedding Weekend: http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=j8BRAylvIBE
(It also occurs to me that if it’s still running in November when everyone’s out for Blizzcon, the potential for RP shenanigans is EPIC)
"It’s a volcano, but not as we know it. This cerulean eruption takes place in the Danakil Depression, a low-lying plain in Ethiopia. The volcano’s lava is the usual orange-red – the blue comes from flames produced when escaping sulphuric gases burn."
Getting close enough for the photo made the photographer’s skin peel and left his clothes reeking of rotten eggs for weeks, plus it ruined his camera, but he said it was worth it for the shot. I’d say so.
Artists. Don’t fucking stereotype us as “soft.”
Damn, that is metal as hell.