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Farm Crawl!!!

Farm Crawl 2009 was epic. So epic, in fact, that Farm Crawl Iraq could happen. Carlee and I invited our UVM friend Natalie for a weekend of reminiscing and trouble making. We didn’t plan ahead and played it mostly by ear, which is how we like it.

She arrived on Friday night, shortly after 9pm and even before she entered the door had broken a beer bottle. We cleaned up and invited her in. Natalie brought Carlee a Sparks, ‘cause we’re classy. With the three of us together it was as if we’d seen each other at least once in the past two years. We started talking like there were no breaks, bantering back and forth, poking fun at ourselves, our school and a couple of our friends. After a couple of hours we went to bed knowing the epic day that lay ahead.

Carlee woke up first, of course, and went on a 16 mile run. I woke up second and did what felt like a half assed Fran but ended up being really good for me, 2:46 (PR). I think what happened was that I decided not to drop off the bar but instead take an extra 2-3 seconds between thrusters and pull-ups for rest. Jason “Rhabdo” Kaplan’s sub 2-min still seems miles away. Natalie woke up, we showered, dressed and made our way to Michaels for some Pumpkin Bread French Toast, eggs, sausage and home fries. I think Natalie came away impressed, and full.

The Lyman Orchards was the first stop on our Farm Crawl bucket list. We crushed it. George Washington/Barack Obama Maize Maze had no chance although it was surprising how much harder Carlee’s trivia questions were. After the maze, venturing into the whirlpool of people known as the Apple Barrel and stealing a peach we ventured down the road to the Durham Fair, known simply to us as Farm Fair! Farm Fair was an extraordinary sight to behold. Food as far as the eye could see and manure as far as the nose could smell. We polished off our crowded snails pace walking with root beer floats and maybe a sense that we were more patriotic for having visited.

On our way back to Cheshire we hit up a couple of orchards to make Farm Crawl 2009 legit. In total: 4 orchards, 1 Farm Fair, a Maize Maze and a stink that I don’t think I can get out of my nose.

Was I exhausted? Absolutely. Was I hungry? Absolutely not. Will we do it again next year? You bet.

Farm Crawl 2009 was epic.

Fucking Grey's Anatomy

Do you want to know the only thing that I dislike about Fall. It's pretty simple. TV. More specifically Grey's Anatomy. The show that has captured female hearts nation-wide is back and it makes me want to douse my head in chlorine. What bothers me isn't the lack of working knowledge of medicine in the writers room or the fact that an entire hospital can be impossibly good looking (it's network TV) but that everything is said twice. They are, at all times, doing the repeater ON THEMSELVES. For instance, during an exchange between a patient's mom and Torres, the spicy hispanic surgeon with the caliente demeaner the parent says, and I quote, "We can't sleep, he can't sleep, I can't sleep, (with more spacing and more drama this time) We...Can't...Sleep." Imagine if the rest of the world spoke like this. "I want a cheeseburger, a burger with cheese, a cheese burger." "It's hot out today, hot...today." I'm fairly positive that you would get punched in the face. If I heard anybody do this in real life, and be 100% completely serious I might defacate on something of value.
By writing this I am hoping that you, if forced to watch this garbage like I am (a small price to pay for an entire weekend of Football sans interruptions) it will be impossible not to notice. The annoyance will spread to every husband, boyfriend and son who will actively protest such horrible writing and one or two things will happen. The show will either be improved markedly or it will get cancelled. I enjoy medical dramas as much as the next guy (which is to say not very much but they're tolerable) so to see an entire ensemble cast out of work would be tough, especially since none are all that talented to land a movie deal or another pilot. On the other hand, basketball and hockey season starts soon so Thursdays airwaves could be spent much more wisely.
The point that I'm tryng to make is that we, as men and people who enjoy quality television, can change the course of network programming. Point out the repeater, see if it doesn't get on anybody else's nerves and start the revolution by fighting against bad TV, Bad...TV.

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