The Greatest Blog in the Entire World: Sir, this is not the dining car....

As I am sure most readers would be board to details of what I did this weekend I will only tell humorous antidotes to the poison that is your mundane reading material.

To start off with I got into a row with a fellow passenger on BART. He sat down next to me and he must have thought he had located the dining car as he pulled out eating materials from Jack in the Box. I pointed to the sign and read it aloud. He then told me how long he lived in the Bay Area and how long he had enjoyed dining on the train. I started fiddling with my phone and he then thought I was going to call the heat. I had my headphones on and simply responded with a smug smile.

He ate one taco, very angrily with the crumbs gathering in his beard. Muttering with each horrible bite.

The first taco was joined by another taco from his sack of goodness. I continued to say nothing but smile. He grew more angry but he continued his trans-bay dining experience. Part of me thought it was going to be fist to cuffs but that was an overly active mind.

The two tacos from Jack in the Box was joined by a large Jack in the Box Hamburger. The crumbs joined the taco crumbs and he grew even angrier and saw me as the worst seat mate in the history of public transit. As he got off at the West Oakland he had completed his meal and glared back at me to show that he was not going to be persecuted.

The pictures below are from my East Bay Happy Hour at Jupiter. I was concerned as it was more crowded than expected but everyone had a good time.

Saturday morning was the first day of my Half Marathon training program via Runsfm. I ran my timed mile somewhere in the 8 minute mile range. I want to finish one of the three half marathons in 2:15.

The Urban Diversion St Patricks Day pub Crawl was fun. As I had a 12K, I was not drinking much. Each venue was rather crowded.

At O Reilys a group of little people wearing Mexican outfits promoting tequila.

It was an early night as I had the race.

I was very happy with my time as I ran six minutes faster than I did the previous year at a pace of 9:44 (which was my goal)

Was late for brunch so I ate the roles and jelly. Had a slice of Chicago Style Pizza. This was good because I am not a fan of the place that sells personal pizzas. I do not like circles.

On an episode of Fred Flinstone they discussed the concept of doppleganger. When I was at the party for the guy who runs the Black Horse (James) I thought I saw someone but it turned out to be their doppleganger.

Turns out the Parkway in Potreo Hill has country night.