It’s been a while since I posted here as things have been in flux with my life. Job has been a bit stressful lately, but that seems to be the story with most of us toiling in the corporate world. Still waiting with bated breath for that big Powerball win. What’s up with that shizz anyway? Sparky wants to get paid, dammit!
Anyway, I decided to get back to writing here and offering up my chicken scratch for your consumption. Just about a month ago I ran in the Cupid’s Undie Run for charity. It was damn cold that Valentine’s Day weekend with frigid temps and wind gusts that would make even Santa Claus freeze his snowballs off. Even so, we persevered and ran along the West Side Highway on that cold but thankfully sunny day in our undies. Sure, I did sport my red heart decorated boxers, red Deadpool shirt (because it was a love story!) and red top hat, but I also cheated a bit and wore a terrifically warm fluffy red robe that I earned as an award for my fundraising. Heck, as long as I earned that thing I was going to wear it! No freezing my coconuts off for this kid! Needed any heat source possible on this day. Continue reading Frozen coconuts for a cause at the NYC Cupid’s Undie Run!→
That is, of course, me making a fool of myself again for a good cause. Miles of running broken up by jumping, climbing, crawling, and hanging over and through a dozen or so obstacles created by a bunch of evil madmen.
Seems like I just can’t give up doing stupid stuff to my body and putting it through some sort of hellish physical ordeal each year now. After my experiences these past few years completing a Warrior Dash and a Tough Mudder you would think I’m pretty well versed with obstacle course and mud runs by now. I thought I was. Here I am entered to participate in an Urban Mudder happening right here in NYC on July 25th and I still feel all anxious and nervous a bit! I have been hitting the gym and getting my running game in gear these past few months. Funny thing is I normally hated running, but after going out to jog 5K’s multiple times a week I think I am actually starting to enjoy it after all these years. Shudder the thought, right? Continue reading Urban Mudder NYC tomorrow and Make A Wish charity!→
It sounds like an age-old cliché but time sure does go by fast when you’re having fun! Never did I think I would be sitting here at this point in my life reflecting back and yet still looking to the future. Age is a funny thing for sure. The young relish in their youth. The old wish they had more time. We look forward to celebrating the day of our birth, and yet many also dread that day when hitting a certain age plateau signifies what is perceived as past their prime. I never thought of age as something to fear or even be aware of. Seems like it’s more on the mind of those around me who keep bringing it up. Yes, it’s my birthday today, and as I prepare to party it up at the casino in Atlantic City I’m staying at with my loved ones all I want to do is gamble hard, eat with gluttonous abandon, booze it up, and enjoy life! Blackjack, craps, cocktails, high limit slots, cigars, a good whiskey, cold beer, and a tasty meal are all on the agenda. All. Week. Long. This Regular NYC Guy has come here to experience all the vices I can. Boom!
Has it really been two years since I started posting my ridiculous thoughts, observations, gluttony, and depravity on this blog The Regular Guy NYC? Looking back over my scribble it just so happens that October is my two year anniversary of this madness that I have been vomiting out all over this blog. Where did the time go? In the words of the legendary anchorman Ron Burgundy – “Well, that escalated quickly”. I don’t know about you all but sometimes I can’t even believe the stuff that gets splattered all over this blog, and for some reason you all keep reading it. It’s like a pain and pleasure thing. It hurts so good, but you keep coming back for more. Like a car wreck that you can’t turn away from. I keep posting and you can’t seem to stop staring at my insides cooking like road pizza on the hot asphalt. What can I say? Many of you are just as demented, vile, raunchy, and sick as I am. I dig crazy, and really appreciate all of the support, comments, and feedback I have received and continue to receive here, even if it borders on stalking. By the way, does this rag smell like chloroform? Come, step into my unmarked white van of blogging! Continue reading Projectile blog vomiting all over NYC for two years now!→