11 Feb, 2013

Katy Perry’s Cleavage Green Dress at the Grammy’s

By |2016-10-28T15:24:08-04:00February 11th, 2013|Boobs|1 Comment

Katy Perry Smoking Green Dress

How great is this dress? Especially when the Grammy’s were asking to hide some skin and keep the affair as PG as possible, Katy busts out with a skin tight, cleavage baring, show stopping dress. I hardly watched any of the Grammy’s but when the camera panned the crowd she stood out like a firework. I was wide awake any time she appeared on screen almost like she was a part of me. Enough displaying my teen girl knowledge of Katy’s catalog. I think she blows away all female starlet competition with her bazookas. I still can’t figure out her man situation. Russell Brand is an English womanizer who liked to have wheelchair sex with her and John Mayer is such a sweet sounding Nancy that it just isn’t going to work out. She needs a normal guy who can run 6 minute miles and feed off of her success. After viewing this picture, I’m pretty sure it’s clear where to vote on the poll to the right.

10 Feb, 2013

People Helping People

By |2013-03-15T02:58:23-04:00February 10th, 2013|My Life|0 Comments

Unlike the individualistic Howard Roark from Ayn Rand’s the Fountainhead, people need the help of other people to succeed. I’m obviously commenting on the post that was written below by one of my friends who I grew up with. I’ve been maintaining this blog for 3+ years now and have never taken a real leap into what I would consider a successful blog. With that thought in mind I decided to do something different and ask someone who I thought could aid me in this goal of success. There are certainly advantages to seeking out help and why it seems to me an important step in the right direction.

The first thing adding someone new does is it expands the audience. Instead of reaching only the people I know, the blog reaches people we know. More eyes on this website lead to more potential opportunity. Another crucial element is the addition of maintaining high standards. As the sole owner, I can do whatever I please with no one telling me how to run the site. With someone else involved I have a newly added responsibility to not slack off and make sure my posts are to the best of my ability. The other obvious addition is the material. A new mind creating work gives my readers a break from my same old thought process that I’m sure you’ve all grown bored of by now. Plus more content means that readers will check in more often. More people = more content. A final note, RedRocket promotes my blog over these past two days more than I ever would.

With all of these benefits being offered, I hope to give a clear understanding of the power of people helping people. Of course with more people involved, it leads to more managing. I do believe though that I’d be a way better manager than writer. I was terrible in English class throughout school and my verbal SATS were a joke. My only attribute is observing and thinking of ideas and getting them down on wordpress. Guest authors would be phenomenal and help grow this site. Obviously I can’t offer much but I think it’s pretty clear that I’m not doing this for financial gain. I wanted to use this post to express my gratitude for my buddy to take his own personal time and write an entry that I thought was a particularly worthwhile read. I hope you all enjoyed it too and that we can use this synergy as an example of what can be achieved when people work together. Also calling out anyone who wants to write something and utilize the guest author widget that took me an hour to figure out how to use properly.

10 Feb, 2013

Breaking Tubes Off a Trampoline – World Record Attempt

By |2013-03-15T02:58:29-04:00February 10th, 2013|Tv|1 Comment

Start by watching the video and then you can understand where this criticism comes from. I have multiple questions. How is this being authorized by the Guinness Book of World Records as a world record? How is this woman the competitor? How does she shatter (pun) the record by 5 tubes? How does the organization allow this to be shown on television without realizing that it makes a complete mockery of their world records?

I remember being in elementary school and being fascinated by the Guinness Book of World Records. Tallest and shortest, skinniest and fattest, slowest and fastest were all substantiated records. Even whacky things like longest fingernails, most tattooed woman, and biggest bagel at least have an understandable target. The above clip is stupid. The record makes absolutely no sense. Who is jumping off trampolines and breaking bulbs? How about highest jump off a trampoline for the record? WHY ON EARTH IS THIS WOMAN THE COMPETITOR? Who was the non-athletic loser before her who set the record at 15? You’d really think that Guinness would be asking themselves these questions before they let this air.

Unless I’m missing their goal which may be to make more common people think they can break their records, I would think this would dumb down the brand Guinness and it makes me think like any twerp can set a record. I believe it’s important to maintain a high degree of integrity when you are establishing so called “world records”. This does not hold true for the breaking tubes off of a trampoline. Can anyone else tell me how lousy that jump was? Classic scream at the end.

8 Feb, 2013

Blogging From My Soapbox

By |2016-10-29T13:34:21-04:00February 8th, 2013|My Brain|1 Comment

As I left my apartment for work this morning, I thought I kept feeling the familiar buzzing sensation against my left quadriceps (yes, I’m a lefty), as if my phone were going off in my pocket, although it wasn’t. All the while and simultaneously, I found myself wondering: why don’t people pay more attention to their surroundings anymore? The answer of course was obvious, as my phone, or really my quadriceps, was steering me to the answer before it was even asked.

Years ago, when the Blackberry was still popular, I read an article in which it discussed people who tend to feel like their phone is going off in their pocket even when it is not, or perhaps not even in their pocket at all. To me this is nothing short of addiction, and I would be remiss to classify it as anything but. This is because we’re too hardwired into our electronic devices and now the social media aspects of them as well.

Because of this addiction, we seem to pay far less attention to the world that’s around us and our surrounding reality. I see people staring at their phones while driving on a daily basis, for example. People are more concerned with their status updates on Twitter or Facebook, which maybe 10 of their hundreds of real-life friends will even see or read. And on Twitter, they may be projecting their useless comments and tidbits of information out to hundreds, if not thousands of complete strangers. But, for what purpose? Why do we feel so compelled to make our voices heard, even if we have no point to make or if we know the point will merely fall on deaf ears?

I believe in this day and age, unfortunately, everyone just wants to make a point but nobody knows what the point is or why they’re making it. It’s some new, indomitable desire to have our voices heard, even if it only appears that someone is actually listening. We now live in a society dominated by self gratification and simulated intellectual masturbation where people feel it’s more important to say what they want rather than to listen to what is said or observe what goes on around them.

I think a prime example of this would be drone warfare. Up until the other day it was as if no one knew what the hell was going on with drones, but suddenly it entered our mainstream media and now everyone’s talking about it as if they’re experts on the matter. Where were these people yesterday or last week? Likely posting updates and Tweeting about the previous hot topic in “current events,” whether it was regarding the NDAA (many of you likely don’t even know what this is yet, but more on this subject will be forthcoming in later posts) or the much more important offer made to Gronkowski to be featured in a porn. Perhaps they were just reminding us all what they had for dinner or when they’re going to the gym or what kind of agenda they have set for this week, I know I was on the edge of my seat waiting for these updates most of all! I know, that last bit probably sounded rather hackneyed at this point, deal with it.

The advent of smart phones and social media was supposed to somehow make the world smaller and bring us all closer together. (That’s hackneyed and cliché too, in case you are keeping tabs.) But in reality it appears to be driving us further and further apart as we all strive to make our own voices heard more and more, louder and louder.

So what should we take from all of this? My advice: disconnect from the matrix, at least sometimes, and get back getting to knowing your inner self, your friends and your family. Rather than go on Facebook to see what your friends are up to, give them a call, or if they live nearby, make some plans to see them. Give your mom a call; you’re crazy if you don’t think she’s not wondering what you’re up to right now, and now, and now. Try yoga or meditation, cook with a loved one, paint a picture, or go bat-shit crazy and maybe even read a book. Turn off the damn TV and stop allowing mainstream media to make decisions for you and instead make them for yourself.

As the saying goes, I think, you are the master of your own destiny. So choose your destiny, choose your path, and for fuck-sake, don’t let it be chosen for you. If you see injustice in the world do something about it, don’t just bitch about it online. Progression and change can only occur if we want them to and make a conscious effort to make them happen. So please, I implore, encourage and admonish you: get off your soapbox, your podium, or whatever you want to refer to it as and go do something. Take a page from my book for example, as I am going to post this blog on my computer and sit and wait to see how well it is received…

8 Feb, 2013

Names That Fit A Profession

By |2013-03-15T02:58:41-04:00February 8th, 2013|Celeb, My Brain|3 Comments

A name can say a lot about a person. It can describe your nationality, your location, your upbringing, and most notably your profession. A guy named Tex is probably growing up a bit differently than a guy named Ashley. Would Kobe still be Kobe if his name was Ted? Could Erik Everhard be anything other than a pornstar? When a name fits a profession though, you stand a better chance of achieving success. Here are a few professional names that I find particularly fitting.

Chris Moneymaker
Chris_Moneymaker
His last name is actually Moneymaker. His ancestors made coins from gold and silver and adopted the name. He became an accountant. Who wouldn’t want their accountant having a name like Moneymaker? His name makes you think of profits, cheesy or not. He is differentiating himself with a name this direct and wild. I don’t think it’s a coincidence that he happened to win the WSOP in 2003 with a name like that.

Dr. Jeffry Life
The owner of cenegenics
Dr. Jeffry Life is 73 and his body looks like that of a 20 year old. His mission is to sell you a program that promotes a healthy “life”. Makes sense that this would be his last name. A hidden gem about him that I noticed while watching CNN just a few days ago was that Dr. Life is a user of HGH. No wonder this guy is jacked up like no other 70 year old. It’s hard for me to say much about his program knowing so little about it but at least his name gives off the perception of living. If I was 70 and some guy was telling me I could look like this and extend my life, I’d absolutely be interested. Cha-ching for Dr. Life and a great target market. Everyone knows old people have all the money. Everyone also knows Shaq made all his money in college too.

Tiger Woods
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Are we really surprised that a guy with the last name Woods is mighty at handling his wood? Makes perfect sense in every facet. The wood is a fundamental club in golf and Tiger just happens to be a master. I’m aware this one is a bit of a stretch but I still think it has to be included. You don’t get too many professionals whose last names jive with the sport equipment they are using. Bat? Ball?

Amy Winehouse
amy winehouse
Is it really a surprise she died of alcohol poisoning? If my last name was Beerroom I’m pretty sure I’d be dead by now as well. She lived up to the expectations of her last name. I’m sure if she’d been names Amy Sweetsound she’d still be around singing today.

Usain Bolt
Bolt of Lightning
He’s fast. He’s fast as lightning. He’s a bolt of lightning. Sometimes you have to save the best for last and he takes the cake. He’s the fastest man who has ever lived and his last name just happens to be something that’s electric fast. You think he’d be able to attain this title with a name like turtle? No offense to Lisa but I don’t think she had what it took for track. Usain Bolt, you hold the best name in sports.

8 Feb, 2013

Rnningfool Speaks

By |2013-02-08T00:29:49-05:00February 8th, 2013|My Life|1 Comment

I feel that the time has come for a new era of this blog. The reach of this blog is disappointing and it’s time for new, fresh ideas to take rnningfool.com into the future. I have been working intently with SEO optimization and believe that this will help traffic moving forward. HOWEVER, this isn’t enough to generate the buzz I’m looking for. I am a progressive person and constantly trying to improve on what I do. A definitive goal has been set which is “to reach 1,000 hits in a single day.” This will require an active website that will be updated more frequently and with better content. I am asking you, yes you behind the keyboard & monitor, for help. Either suggestions that could make this blog better or perhaps even material that I would be delighted to share. JKash does send me things from time to time which I haven’t acted on but sometimes I’m not sure how to create an entire post dedicated to Vontaze Burfict pointing at Matt Barkley. The only way for me to reach this goal is to have a collective effort from my readers. I can’t do it myself. A good indicator of the future of this blog is how many “GOOD” comments this post generates.

0-1 – Hope is minimal
2-3 – We stand a chance
3-4 – People are actually reading these posts
5+ – Ain’t no stopping us now

Vontaze Burfict Pointing At Matt Barkley

7 Feb, 2013

3 Things That Make You Say Huh

By |2013-02-07T23:36:30-05:00February 7th, 2013|My Brain|0 Comments

Humans have been able to create ideas that you or I would never have even thought possible. To even comprehend how far we’ve advanced in the past 100 years is mind boggling. You think Thomas Edison could have imagined there would be a means of communication where we click a button and information can be sent thousands of miles away in an instant? As I get older the more I feel ideas like teleportation, cloning, universe travel, time travel, are not out of the question. The world and it’s possibilities are endless and to think otherwise (or not think at all) is wrong. I”m learning that keeping an open mind to anything and everything is a good idea because impossibilities don’t seem to exist. With that little introduction in mind, I’m going to share three creations that spin my head.

The Compass
A compass
The magnetic compass contains a magnet that interacts with the earth’s magnetic field and aligns itself to point to the magnetic poles. Let’s just assume that being alive in 2013 would give us an advantage intellectually over people in the 1300’s when the compass was invented. I feel like I could wander the Earth for my entire life with the sole purpose of navigation and never come across this idea behind this instrument. I was sitting in a plane wondering how it knew which way to fly and thought of the compass. A magnetic field from the the Earth? The person who figured this out deserves a major pat on the back because he (obviously he) made navigation for centuries to come possible.

Dinosaurs
T-Rex
Favorite dinosaur? Velociraptor. I don’t even know where to begin on this one. Dinosaurs existed between a range of 230-60 million years ago. Let’s just comprehend this for a second. For 150 million years dinosaurs roamed the Earth. Humans have been on the Earth for roughly 200,000 years. The largest of these creatures grew to be 12 meters (39 ft) tall and 22.5 meters (74 ft) long, and would have belonged to an animal that weighed between 30000 and 60000 kilograms (70000 and 130000 lb). HOLY FUCKING FUCK. Just imagine if we had to worry about a T-Rex roaming our planet. This is the same Earth as back then. And here we are millions of years later living our pointless existences thinking the world revolves around our lives. You can’t even grasp 1) the time that has taken place 2) how badass dinosaurs were 3) how lucky they aren’t still around.

Space Shuttle
Spaceshuttle
I’m just as fascinated by airplanes but the space shuttle is even grander. We (LOL I put myself in the we) can launch an aircraft which can land on a foreign moon 238,900 miles away. What? Most people have trouble programming their VCR (this is a better joke in the 90’s) and we have brilliant people in our society who can land a ship on a moon. When are the tours to the moon going to start? I want to be extremely clear on something, the Wright Brothers flew their shitty plane sometime in the early 1900’s. 65 years later we landed on the moon. If that isn’t progress I don’t know what else to say. THE DINOSAURS WERE ON THIS EARTH FOR 150 MILLION YEARS AND IN 65 YEARS, after flight, WE LANDED ON THE MOON. This should make your head spin and help you understand what crazy ass world you live in.

Nothing is impossible. Crazy ass shit happens.

7 Feb, 2013

Questioning Religion

By |2013-03-15T02:58:50-04:00February 7th, 2013|My Brain|0 Comments

I wrote in the past entry that I am reading this success book and I found this point particularly thought provoking. It pertains to the idea about the “fear of death”. The success book tries to help you understand how to overcome fears that could potentially stand in your way of success. I’m going to quote this exactly:

Witness, now, the major source of the origin of the fear of DEATH!

“Come into my tent, embrace my faith, accept my dogmas (and pay my salary) and I will give you a ticket that will admit you straightway into heaven. When you ‘remain out of my tent’ says this same leader, “and you will go direct to hell, where you will burn throughout eternity.”

What more do you need to understand that religion scares you into believing it’s true? You belong to the church, give them money, and in turn you get to go to heaven. What a crock of shit. I know what being swindled is and this is right up there with the best of them. At least some of those better sex pills can make you think you’re having better sex. I’m totally cool with the idea of believing in God because he can help make you a better person. You have a value system, you work for something you believe in, it can inspire you to better things than you would do on your own. But from my short time on this Earth, I feel like the above statement is how a god fearing religion works. Where would religion be without any followers? Nothing in this world would change! Religion needs gullible people to survive.

I went into a church while in San Antonio to see if I could feel any spiritual awakening. I sat there for 5 minutes with my eyes closed and thinking about things I would pray for. After being in the house of God I came out exactly the way I went in. I don’t doubt “god” has influence over peoples lives but I also consider that perhaps the world beats to its own drum and what happens happens. My random bar talk with a guy from Texas told me about a motorcyclist who happened to get struck by lightning. I can’t verify any truth to this but I certainly don’t doubt it could happen and I certainly don’t think God did this. People actually believe God does everything! Not me.

7 Feb, 2013

International Roofing Show in San Antonio

By |2013-03-15T02:59:00-04:00February 7th, 2013|My Life|4 Comments

My traveling has finally concluded and I’m back in the frigid air of Philadelphia. I would be lying if I didn’t say that I enjoyed the 80 degree weather of the keys and the 80 degree weather of San Antonio. On Monday, I scheduled a flight into San Antonio for the International Roofing Show in the late evening. I was chatting it up with the cab driver on my way to the hotel and learned that 50% of San Antonio is Latin American which for whatever reason I hadn’t considered. I arrived at 10pm at Hotel Contessa which was quite a luxurious hotel. I had a king suite which I packaged for 2 nights and airfare for about $650 dollars which I thought was pretty reasonable considering how nice the hotel was. I went to sleep early to get a good start on my Tuesday.

I woke up at 7:15 and ate a buffet style breakfast which was tight. After rocking a deuce, I put on my running gear to explore San Antonio. After some basic running around the streets to get my bearings I found the Riverwalk which you can see from the picture below.

San Antonio Riverwalk

On just a fabulous run I must have taken the Riverwalk upstream about 4 miles or so and then back. Early in the morning, not many people on the path, and beautiful weather was a perfect start to the day. When I got back I showered and prepared for the first day of the roofing show. I also downloaded a book called the Keys to Success by Napoleon Hill which I’ve been pretty floored by after only finishing about 20% of the book. More on this in future posts. Without getting into great detail about the show, I spent 5+ floor hours meeting people and networking with contacts amongst the industry. A Gourlay lookalike who I’ve been working with and has taken a liking to me and invited me to a business “party” hosted by a huge player of the roofing industry.

It was at 7:30 and the show ended at 5 so I went back to the hotel and to the pool area where I just relaxed on the top level of this beautiful pool. After that I found the Riverwalk again and ate some Spanish food and had a few beers at a local spot. I met some random Texan at the bar who was pretty entertaining. After my first sentence to him saying I was from Pennsylvania he replied with, “you sure sound like it.” After dinner I met up with my contact and we drank some beers and basically just had a good time at this open bar. I probably drank about 10 beers and was pretty buzzed but not out of control. I went back to my hotel and called it a night around midnight.

Sadly that was the most exciting part of my adventure. The 2nd day of the roofing show wasn’t nearly as beneficial to me as the first day because I had done most everything I wanted to do. I spent some time exploring the Alamo which I can know say I know what happened there and more of the city of San Antonio which I will say is a pretty nice, clean, well laid out city. The weather is pretty fantastic as well. I boarded my plane at 6pm to connect in Chicago and then back home. I got in around 1am and everything was smooth sailing. The trip was really quite refreshing and doing things like that are essential to keeping your mind open and thinking.

This is just a quick thought on airplane travel which bothered me. Carry on bags are just that, carry ons. They aren’t small suitcases. I watch all these guys who think they are so smart not checking in a bag and watch all the inconvenience they cause with their too large for a small compartment suitcase. In the past 6 days I’ve checked a bag 4 times successfully. Literally not having to wait more than 7 minutes after getting to the carousel. So the idea of them losing your bag isn’t a valid argument. USAIR makes you pay 25 bucks so I understand the cheapskate mentality of not paying this fee but seriously if I watch one more idiot stuff a bag too big for the storage compartment I’m going to flip. I also watched this idiot Asian play this game on his Ipad that made a sound every time he made a move. I almost spazzed out when I heard it for 30 minutes straight but figured he was some foreigner who didn’t understand English and it would be more trouble than it was worth. MUTE MOTHERFUCKER! Same thing with people playing Solitare. That’s the worst game on the goddamn planet. I don’t even feel I need to back up the shittiness of that game.

3 Feb, 2013

South to the Keys

By |2013-02-03T23:57:53-05:00February 3rd, 2013|My Life|0 Comments

I returned safely from a trip to West Palm Beach, to Fort Lauderdale, and the Florida Keys. I left on Thursday and met up with one of my dad’s old friends who lives in Delray. It was the first time I’d seen him in about 5 years so we had some catching up to do. We talked about investments, family, and everything in between. In the evening he drove me to Lauderdale where I met up with the Rock.

I’ve wrote this before but the two of us just get along pretty well. There is no awkwardness or anything, we just act like we’ve known each other for years even though we only see each other every few months. We went to Los Olas Blvd and had food at an overpriced tavern and purchased a few cigars for later. Next we went to a local pub by him and met up with another bro who we used to go to high school with. Even though we only talked for a few hours, it’s still fun to catch up. We called it a night at around midnight because Rock still had to work on Friday.

I woke at 9 or so on Friday and got some breakfast and then went on a 6 mile run down A1A. Running along the beach in warm weather is quite a treat in February. After that I went to the Galleria and got some lunch by myself on the water. At 5 pm, the Rock got back and we had made hotel reservations in Key West which is the southern most point of Florida. We met one of his friends who ended up driving us down there. We stopped at Red Robin along the way because his friend really loved the bottomless steak fries. After driving for 3 hours or so, we finally arrived at our destination.

The hotel was pretty decent and we wanted to see the bar scene even though it was already pretty late and we were all sober. We walked around a bit but it was tough interacting with all the tourists when there was no alcohol involved. We had a few drinks but called it a night at 1am so we’d be ready for the next day.

Saturday was perhaps one of the best Saturdays I’ve had in a long time. We got up at 9am and went to get some breakfast. Along the way we stopped at a resort to rent some MoPeds which the Rock said was pretty fun. For some reason we had to wait an hour before they picked us up to get the MoPeds. When we got to the place, I made it pretty clear I’d never rode a Moped before when I almost slammed into a fence by gunning the throttle the first time I tried to make a turn. Still, the guy didn’t really care and sent us on our way. I’ll be perfectly honest and say it was pretty exhilarating riding these things around with no training whatsoever. We were in traffic being tailed by cars and having no idea how to switch lanes properly or even turn. Amazingly we managed to get back to our hotel where we lounged around the pool for an hour or two. For 5 minutes in the pool area I can honestly say I didn’t have a care in the world and felt really great.

We got on the Mopeds again to head to town to watch the Miami Hurricanes basketball game when the first Moped mishap almost occurred. I was feeling a bit too cocky on the Moped and tried to make a left hand turn onto a two lane street with a car coming in the far right lane. On my turn I swung the bike out way too far and thought I was going to get rear ended but somehow the car avoided my stupidity. We took the Mopeds to a place called Dante’s which was an outside pool bar. After some time there we went joy riding for a bit more before we turned the dangers of the motorcycle world in.

MoPeding

We watched a really tight Hurricanes game that they ended up winning and then headed to a bar to smoke some cigars we had bought earlier. This was the view and us at this point.

Cigars in Key West

keywest

This was the 2nd time I could say I was truly happy. The view was unreal and the cigar / Johnnie Walker combo hit the spot. I was starting to catch a pretty good buzz at this point and my memory isn’t perfectly clear. We met up with a few of his friends at a bar and I Irish exited out to a strip club at one point. Once I got tired of that I went to a bar called the Garden of Eden which was a nude club. I figured it was worth a look. As I got up the stars the first thing I’m greeted with is a 50 year old fat man with his junk hanging out. I promptly exited and called it a night.

We woke up at 10 today and had breakfast before the brutal 3 hour drive made worse by the singing of Dave’s fat friend. We got back at 3 and hung out for a bit before the Rock drove me to the airport. I put 187 dollars on the Ravens which covered and helped to bail me out of the large some of money I spent there. I spent about 700 dollars there which included every single thing I did aside from the 48 dollar Moped charge. Throw in the airfare and it was about a grand for 3 days. Bottomline, it was worth it. We had an experience that I’ll never forget for the rest of my life and that’s priceless. Plus there were multiple times I can say I was truly happy which I haven’t been finding as easily of late. Now I’m off to San Antonio for a few days. The fun is just beginning.

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