Moonlight Run 07

Once a year, Palo Alto runners unite under the light of the harvest moon for the annual Moonlight Run & Walk, currently in it's 23rd year of operation. It's a nifty little event that has you blindly trailrunning the Baylands, praying to god that you won't step in a pothole, subsequently launching yourself into a fellow runner with a blinky light attached to their cap and a t-shirt that says, "Yes, I'm all that (plus a bag of chips)."

Prior to start time, Mother Nature would spit her approval with a smattering a raindrops followed by Andre Bobo leading the warmup en masse, sadly proving once again why white people shouldn't hip hop (let alone in public). But our lack of coordination was countered by our enthusiasm and willingness to overlook Andre's shameless self-promotion.

At 8:15 pm we were off and running the 10K looped course. It would take a mile to hit pace and a rather blustery back stretch to navigate, but 50 minutes later Mama Foo would find herself at the finish line, wheezing her way to a pizza prize.

Final results to be posted Monday, October 1. But truth be told, Mama Foo is happy to simply have survived and apologizes profusely to the blinky light runner she inadvertantly catapulted herself into. If it's any consolation, you really are "all that."

My Name is Foo

Under the guise of work, Bunny Foo Foo and her pal Bob have been wreaking havoc in lovely Santa Barbara since yesterday. It may be all kicks and giggles now, but just wait until the long car ride home. Oy.

Arizona Dreaming

Adventures in the Desert

Three months out of the year Arizona is unbearably hot. So hot, that if you want to do anything involving the great outdoors, you best have your activities done by 9am—otherwise you'll lose half your body weight in sweat and guarantee yourself a spot on the obituary page.

But this past weekend would mark the climatical turning point, once again affirming why snowbirds flock to the Southwestern desert to live out their winters.

The quick trip centered around a visit to Meems post-surgery, but Foo was eager to traipse through the dirt, admiring the desert flora and fauna of Pinacle Peak (Mexican Bird of Paradise; a Foo favorite) with Meems in tow.

Mama Foo and Bunny would end the weekend with a happy discovery: the Gila Monster slide in Cave Creek.

Adventures at the pool

Bunny just loves going to the pool—especially when Auntie Sandie is swimming and winning the 400 IM. See that blur above Bunny's head? That would be Sandie.

Uncle Kevin was poolside along with Mama Foo and Bunny to cheer his lovely bride onto victory in all 3 events. "She sure can swim fast", Foo would comment. "Well of course she does, you numbnut", Kevin would reply.

Foo thinks Sandie is nifty in her swimmies.

Adventures at AT&T Park

SAN FRANCISCO—Former Giant Jeff Kent's two home runs stung the Giants, but Ray Durham's three-run homer erased it all in the eighth inning as the Giants pulled out a 4-2 victory over the Dodgers and clinched the series Sunday.

But it was the $8 hot fudge sundae, Kosher hot dog and chocolate chip cookie combo that had Mama Foo and Bunny all agog. Barry who?

And the Week Ends Well

"9 buns later, I'm like a new Foo."
—Mama Foo

Adventures in Positive Thinking

It's 5:30am. After a long, rather hellacious week (yes, I know it was a short week), Bunny and Mama Foo are ready to tackle the day with restored vigor. It's Friday which means this nonsense called work shall commence in a little over 12 hours. Plus it's Hot Bun day with the boys.

See? Things are already looking better.

Adventures in patience

(Ever have one of those days?)

Happy Labor Day

Labor Day in the United States has been celebrated on the first Monday of September since the 1880s. Initially, observance and celebration of Labor Day included a street parade exhibiting "the strength and esprit de corps of the trade and labor organizations" coupled with speeches by prominent men and women emphasizing the economic and civic significance of the holiday.

Today Labor Day is often regarded simply as a day of rest. Forms of celebration include BBQs, drunken escapades involving fireworks and catching up on VH1 reality show marathons featuring American laborers such as Flavor Flav and Bret Michaels.