A Few of My Favorite Things

Here it goes, my attempt at a list. I just finished reading "High FIdelity" by Nick Hornby--the movie features Jack Black and John Cusack. The characters use lists as a way of revealing character. For instance, if a person puts U2 in a top 5 list it says a lot about that person, maybe enough to sever or intensify a relationship. So here is my first list:

3 Ways to Escape

1. Fox Football Fone-In--In the summer we switched to DirectTV. With the most basic package a guy can pay 12 bucks a month and get a slew of sports channels-about 27 FSN, GolTV, and FSC (Fox Soccer Channel). We don't, however, get ESPN. Needless to say, I traded in my daily fix of ESPN News for a more Methadone-like dose of soccer--weekends packed full of matches and weekdays full of reruns. Anyway, on Tuesday evenings, FSC runs a show called Fox Football Fone-In--2 action-packed hours of Stephen and Nick bantering back and forth about football from all over the world, especially England. Oh and they bash the MLS constantly. What is it about multiple fat guys talking about sports that makes me feel so comfy in my skin?

2. Ambient Music--Ambient music basically consists of 2 things: a lack of lyrics, ususally, and scintillating technologically-based music. As weird as it sounds, this music makes a great alternative soundtrack to nature. If you're interested, check out Brian Eno, Stars of the Lid, and Mum.

3. 90-minute Chunks of Running Every 2 Weeks--You bet Pre's mustache that I love running, but, up until just recently, the longest I would run in 1 session was 45-55 minutes. A few weeks back, however, I started to use every other Saturday to run off as far as I want and lose myself amidst the pain, heavy breathing, and, of course, ambient music. Sure, I walk a little. I leave the house with a tentative attitude and an I-should've-started-this-a-long-time-ago gait and return with a Chuck Norris-like beard. Not really. I can't even grow sideburns. But I feel like Chuck Norris, and that's better than anything you get at a head shop.

Well, that's all. If someone does happen to read this, share your own list, or Chuck might beat you down. But never fear his tears are the ultimate panacea.