Thursday, October 27, 2011

Cocaine

GALVESTON — A jogger on Galveston Island discovered a bag in the surf Tuesday containing 25 bricks of cocaine with an estimated street value of $2 million. The jogger, whose name police are withholding, discovered the bag about 9:30 a.m. near Indian Beach, police spokesman Cpt. Jeff Heyse said.
He lugged the heavy bag to his residence and slashed it open to find 25 bricks of cocaine, each weighing 1 kilogram or 2.2 pounds, bundled in plastic wrap and rubber, Heyse said. Recognizing the packages as cocaine from television programs, the jogger phoned police, Heyse said. The bricks tested positive for cocaine, he said. The wholesale value of each brick is about $675,000, he said.

Friday, October 21, 2011

1900s Guy

With Halloween approaching, I'm reminded of the time I saw 1900s guy at the lake. It was Halloween 2010 when I saw him on the Mockingbird bridge. I looked around hoping there was someone else around to share my excitement. But no one was there. I was alone in this time travel journey. Back in time, that is. He was wearing a brown, wool 3 piece suit with top hat circa 1905. His bike was from a similar time period. One big wheel, one small wheel. The following images best depict what I saw that day.

Thursday, October 13, 2011

Man in a Parrot Suit

I went for a run in the Sparkling City by the Sea aka Corpus. I ran up Airline, took a right on Alameda and then to Ocean Drive. 6 mile loop. That's when I saw him. Man in a parrot suit. I waved at him and he waved back. Later that day, I saw a flyer in a local coffee shop. That's him!! Guy in a parrot suit advertising for the apartments that I ran past.

Wednesday, October 12, 2011

After the race

1. A blood blister on the side of my big toe. Successfully popped.

2. The ugliest race medal. Ever.

Odd things at the Tyler Rose

I ran the Tyler Rose Half Marathon this past weekend. The pain of the many hills in Tyler, TX was dulled by some interesting scenes I witnessed.

1. As I waited at the starting line, I glanced over to the girl standing next to me. Then I noticed it. Her race bib number. 666. I'm not sure if she caught the look on my face but it was difficult to hide my reaction. Ewwww, I thought as I squished my nose up in disgust. Bad omen, no PR for her.

2. Around mile 3 I saw it. The van parked in front of a house. The side of the van said, "City of Tyler Crime Scene Unit." Something must have happened to the girl with the 666 race bib.

3. I saw two dudes running during the race. One had "dumb" written on the back of his t-shirt and the other had "dumber" written on his back. Then at the finish, they were leap-frogging over one another for a few yards and into the finisher's chute. No PR for them either.

Welcome!

I started running in 1993. I turned 14 that summer. I would run from my house to the Hardee’s on Everhart & Alameda with Leet almost every day. It was 3 miles, out and back. He went away to college that August and I’ve been running ever since. Over the past 18 years, I've seen some odd things while out for a run. And lately I've been taking mental notes.

This blog chronicles real life accounts of strange, unique or funny events that I have witnessed, with my own eyes, while out for a run. I will occasionally run with a camera or phone to capture these strange and/or funny events on film.