Go, you chicken fat, go away!

Be careful, remember what happened to Mike when he ran in the dark??

Last time I ran in the dark, I was chicked!

Ouch. That's embarrasing.

You were chicked? You have chicks out there in the dark? Was the the one that pushed you down and made you sprain your ankle?

(still wondering what you were doing out in the middle of nowhere with a chick in the dark...)

Actually, I don't know for sure if it was a man or a woman. Whatever it was passed me and I couldn't catch it. I really tried too. Teena said it was probably a chick.

Teena was there too?? What the hey!

(please tell me you aren't still running in the dark)

I'm no longer running unpaved roads in the dark. That happened because I was at Kalsu for a couple days and that's pretty much a dirt farm instead of a proper base.

ohhhh. At that time you weren't allowed to say where you were.

We hijacked Burt's blog. Hi Burt!

I'm not allowed to talk about possible movements on an unsecure line. After everything's done then it's all good. They had better food there, though. And that's no secret.

Burt,

Don't run on unpaved trails at night unless you have invulnerable ankles. Or boots. Or a head lamp. I ran with a flashlight, but I held it in my hand which went up and down while I ran and really didn't do much good.

Apparently I'm running in the dark with my views on gay marriage. Haha. That was a metaphor. Well, I said I was done commenting on Sasha's thread, so I'll address your comment here, Rachel. It's not what two consenting adults are doing in the bedroom because now they are coming out of the bedroom and trying to make their lifestyle socially acceptable by allowing for gay marriages. Our society's acceptance of this lecherous behavior will surely be its downfall. I know gay people and I have two of them that I consider friends. Well, one now. The one I never knew was gay. What he did was his business. He never tried to push his ideas on me, and probably because I'm ugly, he never made any passes at me. He died of AIDS. The other was a kid I'd known since first grade. I can't help but blame myself for his lifestyle choice because on the bus on the way home we would play house and we would always make him be the mom. After high school when he came out of the closet, he was a bit more promiscuous with his sexuality. He would talk about it and slap other guys' butts, and giggle. It made my stomach turn. And it was not because I was taught it was wrong. Deep down inside we all know it's wrong. They know it's wrong the first time they experiment, but they choose to believe it's okay to help them cope with it. Am I rambling yet? Anyway, I agree with you to the point that we should let them do what they want to do in the privacy of their own bedroom, but it just seems to me that it's coming out of the bedroom now.

Oh my. That was long.

As you know, I respect your opinion on this topic Burt. I mean your facts :)

Anyone who is obnoxious with their sexuality makes me uncomfortable, gay or straight. Nice couples like me and Mike who are instead a Barry and Paul, don't bother me. I'm not going to tell you they shouldn't bother you. I'm just totally not going ot invite you to my "raging gay fiesta night" party that we have every year.

Remind me never to play house with you.

Raging gay fiesta night...that's rich.

The nachos are FAAAAAbulous!

I guess I need to go read Sasha's blog on this topic. WOW.

Burt, have you always had 6 kids or is this a new development? Why did I never notice this before?!? Give your wife a high five from me AND then buy her dinner, flowers, a massage, and get her a maid and a chef, oh and take her on a cruise.

I just read it, it took a long time. WOW. Glad I missed that one.

I know, it's so long. Probably longer than Walter's because everybody wrote an essay each time.

Hmmm... I usually try to avoid writing essays. In fact, that's the reason I switched majors in college :)

What did you switch from and to?

So the thread has moved has it?

Just kidding I was just checking in on you guys.

I kept mine short!!

I'm so cosiderate that way :)

I switched from biology to chemistry. I'm not able to make my own bulletproof webbing like Peter Parker was with only a high school chemistry background, but I can calculate the number of molecules in a given mass of x compound. Which is so helpful.

Aren't you super interested to know what my degree is in, Burt?

Funny Matt.

Mike - I should see if my boy would have an interest in chemistry since he just got suspended for bringing his own home-made stink bomb and smoke bomb to school.

Rachel - Of course I'm interested to know. I just figured you were a stay-at-home mom and there would be no reason to get an education because there was no way you could compete as a female in the job market. ;)

Yes, which is why I changed my major from Wal Mart to communication, emphasis on inter-culteral, with a minor in psychology. Now I have a great job with decent pay and amazing benifits- I'm a housweife :) Grad school starts in January. I figure with the kitchen remodel and a husband overseas 13 months at a time, I need a MA for this job.

how old is your little chemist, Burt?

What's your background Burt?

You're hot, by the way!

Woah, boy, who are you calling hot? Burt or your wife??

I am not going to get all serious here in any way, but I cam from a profession where you are better off being a woman---women run the joint!! So, although I see the point of some of that argument, it is not universally true.

Not touching the rest of that stuff with a 10 foot pole!! But, yes, some people did certainly write essays and a lot of them. I do not know how I missed that going on---quite serious for our goofy little running blog!

I was calling Burt hot (the proof's on the right of the screen), Rachel already know's she's hot.

What profession is that Kelli?

OH----that kind of HOT. Got it!

Aren't you at least going to try to guess what my profession was??? I know you can do it.

Where you a lawyer?

No, if that was it I would have gotten in on the argument going on in Sasha's Blog, but I am not eloquent enough to express my opinion. Actually, I really do not have much of one! So, no, not a lawyer.

May I have a hint?

I thought I gave a hint---that the profession is almost entirely all females. Did you need another hint? It requires a 4 year degree and lots of sitting on the floor. Many people do not consider it a profession (maybe that is becasue there are so many women!!)

You were a teacher!

See, I knew it was not that hard if you just thought about it for a sec. Us women ruled the place. We only had 2 male teachers, and they were wimpy! I taught in a rough area, to say the least. One time I was standing between 2 very BIG Polynesian 6th graders who were fighting. One had a desk over his head ready to throw it. I was about 6 inches shorter and 8 months pregnant, standing between them trying to talk them out of the fight. A male teacher came walking around the corner and actually turned and ran!!!

Yikes! You should be the cop in the family!

Did you major in Education?

My degree is in Elementary Education, yes!

I always told my husband that his job was safer than mine becasue he got to wear a bullet proof vest and I did not! I kept picturing Columbine like incidents at my school---schools are not safe and so many kids are CRAZY!

However, I demanded a certain amount of respect and usually got it!! The chair was never thrown and the fight did not happen. I was a mean little (as opposed to the kids I taught) teacher! I taught 5 years and was pregnant 4 of them---so that brings with it certain perks, like crazy mean hormones!

I haven't been hot for a while.

I have no idea how that blog ended up being about inferior pay for women. Weird.

Kelli, I plan to teach when my girls are older. But at the college level. I'm not as brave as you :)

I am going to get a certificate to teach HS English---that is my passion. But, not until the youngest is in school for a few years.

I knew my blog was one comment away from getting on the hot board. That's why I didn't want to answer how old my son was. Oh well. He's 13. And he may be one of the CRAZY's Kelli was talking about. Hopefully not, but this was one of the dumber things he's done in a while. Then of course he lied to the sheriff's deputy about everything when questioned. Any advice?

You don't want to be HOT??? SORRY!

Ground him, watch him like a hawk, remove all explosives from his vicinity, restrict internet access, take away anything he loves. and so on...

See, I am mean.

I am sure he is a good kid, I have heard of worse. My 15 year old failed seminary. How is that for ya? She doesn't build bombs, but she dislikes religion. Scary.

Ground him - check. Hawklike vigilance - check. Remove all explosives - check (I hope.) Internet access restriction - check. Take away anything he loves - PSP, skateboard, himself - 2 out of 3.

He is a good kid. But once a year he does something real stupid to get him in big trouble. This is one of the worst because it's the first time it's involved law enforcement. I just hope when it's all said and done he learns his lesson, but so far his attitude seems to be getting worse.

Mike - I'm a civil engineer.

It really sounds like normal kid stuff---I am sure all is well. Kids test the limits and do stupid stuff, it is part of growing up, right? I am so excited for my boys to grow up (not). My daughter has been really quite a good kid, my boys scare me (like the one that just had an incident with spray paint, and he is only 10!)

Direct his interests into something constructive. That's all I got. Or else put on comfy jammies, watch funny movies and paint his toenails funky colors. That always helps me reconnect with my kids.

I'm calling the police next time Mike brings a stink bomb in here, too. Good idea.

Kelli,

Pregnant for 4 years and dealing with challenging kids, no wonder you were mean.

Burt,

Ask your son for his smoke bomb recipe, apparently Rachel only annoyed with smells.

Hon,

Let's do some of that when I'm home. I'd even be down for getting my toenails did.

My son's pretty creative. Unfortunately creativity and a love of explosives aren't a good mix. I'm not sure all the ingredients he put in them, but I'm sure it will come out in the bomb squad report. In the "stink bomb" he put gun powder from shotgun shells and fireworks, hair, and some stuff he found around the kitchen that he thought would stink once ignited. The smoke bomb had gun powder, red kool-aid, paper, and other stuff.

Your worst nightmare come true, I am now on your blog!!!!!!

I laughed when I read your statement:

"He would talk about it and slap other guys' butts, and giggle. It made my stomach turn."

How is it that you can possibly watch a single mainstream men's sporting event, they are slapping butt's after every play! LOL!!!!!

My heart goes out to you and your son.

NNNNNOOOOOOOO!!!!!!!!!!!!!! Not Shanti!!! LOL!!

I think the whole giggling thing after the butt slapping was what did it for me. I admit, I'm quite the butt slapper myself, but of course in a manly way. Then again, there was probably a lot more squeezing than slapping going on when my gay friend would do it. I wonder what he's up to now. He wanted to make it big in Hollywood as a director. I remember before I knew he was gay and I went to his house, he had all these pictures of Michael J. Fox plastered all over his wall. In my innocence I gave him the benefit of the doubt because I knew he was in the drama club and loved acting. Good times.

Shanti, I can't get the link to your blog to work...

Burt, *please* don't help Mike in any way with bringing any stink into this house!!