Published at October 29, 2005
in Sports.
People ask me why I hate baseball.
So tonight as I was snacking on a late night pair of microwaved hot dogs on toasted bread with barbecue sauce, I realized how incredible a thing is barbecue sauce. Of all the many varieties I have tasted, I can’t think of any two with similar flavors.
My choice tonight for my gourmet snack was Original KC Masterpiece. I prefer this sauce to most, unless I’m working with chicken. For barbecued chicken, I’ve got to use Kraft Original Barbecue Sauce.
As a devout fan of barbecue sauces, I have tried many, yet found that no two are alike. At the moment, I can’t think of any other food product that shares such a strong uniqueness amongst its peers. Crazy stuff.
I’m 27 years old now. I’m getting longer hairs in neat places. For the past couple years, I’ve noticed my nose hairs growing rampant, which is kind of annoying and kind of fun at the same time.
For the past six months or so, I’ve noticed a couple of eyebrow hairs that turn a golden color. I’m a dark haired guy, so this is strange. I’ve plucked them in the past, but lately I’ve left them just to see what becomes of them. Today I looked in the mirror and it looked as though one eyebrow hair had fallen out and was clinging to the brow, so I went to remove it. When I touched the hair, I discovered that it was not a disconnected hair, but rather the tip of one of the golden colored bristles! This excited me. I stretched the hair out to see how long it had become, and to my surprise, it has grown to a length of about ¾ of an inch. The other golden hair next to it is about the same length, also brown-tipped.
Pretty wild stuff. I don’t have any plans for using the hairs to my advantage as of yet, but it is fun to see the hairy changes that come with age.
While at work today, I attempted to give my friend McKay a ride on a dolly (aka hand truck). It seems to me that doing this almost always results in the same two factors.
1. The lifter doesn’t prepare for the weight and limberness of the person because they are used to lifting larger things that, although are heavy, are rigid. People, being mostly water, are much heavier than appliances or furniture (I work at a furniture store.)
2. The liftee doesn’t realize just how much tilt will be involved and will generally react in a knee-jerk-like reaction when their brain tells them they are going to fall.
These two factors usually cause two more things to happen:
1. The liftee reacts to the falling motion by either sitting up (if back is to the dolly) or pushing themselves back (if facing the dolly). Either one of these reactions will push down with great force on the dolly.
2. The lifter will feel the much heavier weight than anticipated, and while re-bracing for the heavier load, gets his with even more weight by the liftee’s reaction to the falling motion.
With these two obligitory effects of not thinking things through, one of the two people almost always gets a little bruise and they both have a good laugh. Today’s case was with McKay facing the dolly, he pushed off, I jerked up on the handle. Apparently he won, because I punched my leg real hard right on a pen that was in my pocket. My hand was sore at first, now my leg is bruised.
I’ve done it many times before and I’m sure I’ll do it again. Just one of those things that I think most people do and never think too much about. I like to analyze small meaningless things like that.