i know it's been a long time since we've posted. work has become something i can only describe as soul-sucking for the last few weeks, and also, i'm lazy. but here is a brief amusing tale:
mb is well known for being a very numbers-oriented guy. doesn't understand the point of competition in music or art or really anything that can't be quantified. life has gotten very good for mb with the advent of google earth, now allowing him to measure every run, bike ride, and swim in lake michigan, so never again would he have to (gasp) *estimate* the distance of his workouts.
enter the upcoming hustle up the hancock race. mb decided to register himself. and me, for that matter, which is going to be a separate funny story. currently i can't hustle much of anywhere. i can sort of saunter to my coffee, meander to my beer, wander to the tv... are those races? anyway, mb was distraught to realize he didn't know exactly how far in miles the hustle-up-the-hancock is. when he asked me, i suggested that it would be impossible to calculate without knowing the pitch of the steps, width, etc.
undaunted, the next day mb showed up with detailed diagrams of staircases and an estimate for his upcoming hustle. where, you might ask, did he get this information?
"i happened to run across an office building stairwell standards manual."
he *happened* to run across a *what*?
i laughed for two solid minutes.
mb, i mock because i love.
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