hi everyone.
so, it’s been a while since I published anything to this blog. honestly, i don’t know why i still have it. i do know, however, that i don’t want to delete my previous blogs. they have such sentimental value! working on a cruise ship and blogging about the daily adventures was so much fun (and so embarassing)!
but anyway… back to the matter at hand: running in underwear.
a few days ago i was driving down peachtree near piedmont hospital when i spotted the most unusual site: a bronzed man, trotting down the sidewalk. when i say trot, i mean it. or, maybe it was more like prancing. i don’t know. either way, it was majestic.
as the distance between my vehicle grew shorter, and his bronzing blindness became brighter, i noticed something peculiar. the jogger was not wearing normal shorts, or even short running shorts, he was wearing blue tighty-whiteys! (i guess that would make them tighty-blueys)
but there he was smiling, running in his underwear.
i guess when it gets hot, the clothes come off!