Friday, February 26, 2010

Running Thoughts



I get some strange thought patterns going during running. This past run had me going over some of my all time scary dreams. Like most people, these seem silly now, but at the time.......

1972, six years old, completely addicted to McDonalds and Koolaide, sometime in the middle of the night...
And the F'ing Hamburgler was after me, chasing me in a field (stay with me, I was RUNNING away from the Hamburgler, so its still a running blog). My brothers were there but no help as usual. The spooky bastard was popping up all over the field and making his Hamburgler rumbly/gargle-y noise. He was truly evil.

So somehow I got away, but my brothers were being followed by HB. I didn't want them eaten, but they really did need a humbling-down, so I helped HB find them. I guess through our adversities, we became bonded.

Not such a bad evil monster once you get to know him. (And don't even start with the Great Gender Controversy. HB was a man-child).

Self-Analysis: Don't ever eat McDonalds. Ever. Don't even get a drink of water in their lobby or do anything in their bathrooms. Run the other way! and try to think about something else, maybe get an Ipod........ I wonder if that Wendy's chick is single...............

5 comments:

RunningLaur said...

Yes, run away from the McDonald's. Run. Away. And I agree that Wendy's is always an option though....

Rio said...

LOL! I've noticed we don't see too much of the HB around in McDonald's ads. Must not be politically correct to use him in ads targeted towards kids these days!

Adam said...

Whenever we do run together, i'm totally going to dress in a hamburgler outfit. We'll both be running 6 min miles before you know it! Mwahahahaha

Lisa said...

Wow. That's a really freaky dream. I agree, just one more reason to stay far away from McDonalds!

Jamoosh said...

I thought my dreams were a little wacky, but thanks for making me seem normal!