Reply To: Totally ADD: No Exercise

[Robbo]

When I was 19 I didn’t even own a motor vehicle. I just had my 10 speed bike. I was making samwiches at Togo’s in the middle of Silicon Valley. It was awesome. I was “kicking ass and taking names” as we used to say. Really thought my self was great.

“Self” esteem was not something I really understood at all. I did a lot of patting myself on the back because I had become an asst. Mgr. after only 7 Months. I used to listen to Accept “balls to the wall” on a huge boombox when we closed the place and we could blast it as loud as we wanted. I would race along on Lawrence expwy. seeing the same drivers at the same (bat) intersections. I felt like I was so much better than “the rest of those animals” in the rat race because I wasn’t adding to all the smog in the 1984 sky.

Kicking, biting, scratching, and clawing my way along that same grind. I spent my days off in the foothills up past Saratoga, and Los Gatos. Chasing my favorite drug. (when I wasn’t chasing beautiful Ca. gals)

Some of the most beautiful Ca. hills. All covered in green grass n trampled on gently by those famous happy cows. Yep folks the happy cows do exist in Cali  I’ve been eating them for years. Good stuff. Now I eat fresh wheat grass just like them too.

🙂

Grass fed beef. ***flexing bicep***

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