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So on Sunday my parents and I went on an adventurous day trip down into the far southern end of California - the San Diego outback. As I would learn when we got there, our reason for going was that my dad is crazy. You see, he's running ANOTHER 100 mile "ultra-marathon." And when they do these things they don't just run 100 miles through flat lush shrubbery or something, no, they run it through death valley, or somewhere with man-eating javelinas, or through the rugged hills of inner San Diego county.
( Pictures from the expedition )
Quote of the Day by which I mean Sunday
"Maybe we should ask Kris about his hair, and we'll understand more about the Stegosaurus" - Mom
"Yeah -- why its extinct!" - Dad
Brilliant Thought of the Day:
After mother mentioned to me that there's a "help wanted" sign in the Persian grocery store, she joked that I could wear a turban, and thus not cut my hair.. and I realized "hey wait thats true!" If I could realistically pull off being Sikh or something, I could work ANYWHERE without losing the mohawk! If The Man tries to oppress me, it'll be religious discrimination!
