time to end?

Post number 98. The guy that wears the red shirt every week never thought I'd made it this far. Now he has to wear a pink shirt and white shoes every week. Moving on. Through recent conclusions and monster brain storming I've considered ending the blog at 100. It's been an awesome half a year and what better place to stop than at 100. Quite the milestone. Quitting at my peak. That's probably the first time ever in the history of sentence writing that anyone has ever started two sentences back to back with Q's. Any thoughts on this issue?

Why does stretching feel good? But only the stretch from when you've been sitting at a desk for a while. Not the stretching before you run stretch. The running stretch is such a pain and feels like a waste of time. Don't listen to me kids. Pulling a hammy is no fun. Been there done that. Try running bases or shagging fly balls with a bad hamstring. You'll be riding the pine with no time. I love it when I rhyme.

Nuff said. I think that's a funny term. Nuff said.

Yesterday I daydreamed a total of 2.68 hours. That was a result of being part of a "System Safety Seminar." I got some good stuff accomplished though. In the future I want to learn how to ski like guys in dvds, design a pair of skis, raise my miles per gallon, get a cool haircut, and listen to XMU channel 43 more.

Yesterday I got annoyed very quickly. Every 74 steps I took, one shoe would come untied. "Hey guys, wait up. I have to tie my shoe again." "That Matt can't seem to perform the rabbit down the hole trick very well these days. Just wait up on him." Unthank you Mr Madden for putting crappy shoe laces on your shoes. From now on it's velcro for me.

Who was the top-selling album artist of the 1970s, according to Billboard?

Last entry's answer was five.