Dude....we are in Tennessee....when you come here for the Monkey, you must head out to "The Stage" one night. I'll bet you a dozen beers you'll hear Dixie Land Delight at least once.
Ahhhh the memories.
How do you keep your feet on the ground, when you know you were born to fly?
42,500 Miles Later
What's the latest on the hourly countdown?
Yes, I do "run in this." So should you. The weather is never as bad as it seems from behind your office or car window.
The Greatest of All Time
Masters Group and Marathon Maniac #747
The hay is in the barn, the hour is upon us, it's the point of no return, all that can be done has been done, there's no time like the present, he who lingers is lost, do not ask for whom the bell tolls, time waits for no one, don't fear the reaper.
In other words, 139 hours and 46 minutes.
That's one small step for man...one giant....I HAVE A DREAM!!!
I think I'm going to blow this group up the morning of the monkey....hmmmmmm....
I'm running somewhere tomorrow. It's going to be beautiful. I can't wait.
Kinda like you are blowing up the packet stuffing party?
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