Wednesday, May 13, 2009


Usually I'm cynical about such things, but how could this not be destiny? Six bars, six beers, six miles. I've been training my whole life for two of those three things. Therese has vowed to beat me. We shall see...


Blogger Chef Who Dat said...

Can I vow to beat you too?

5:44 PM  
Blogger Michael Homan said...

Yeah, sure Chef Who Dat, get a buzz going with your fake stache's spirit gum and then beat me with your wooden spoon. But as far as drinking and then running to get another beer, you will only see my backside.

6:06 PM  

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