Entries by 16-bit

Magic Number 36

Three years ago today several neighborhood friends dragged me to Kenny’s Grave to suffer a beat down by Banana Seat.  All I can really remember about it was how disappointed […]

Jail Break at the Prison Yard

All of the usual staff were absent this morning, giving free reign to the prisoners who really had no idea how to run a prison.  Luckily coupons were left for […]

Play Ball!

The town of Fuquay recently sent out an email announcing that they were starting up the men’s softball league again which got YHC’s old team moving again and working on […]

Many Hands Make Light Work

YHC arrived at the AO at 5:27 to find one other vehicle in the parking lot.  Two other PAX arrived on foot.  No one identified as the Q so the […]

Thanks for the Memories

Today’s workout was made up of a lot of old memories.  When I first started F3 I only ever posted at Kenny’s Grave, back when it was just resurrected and […]

Typewriters are stupid

Remember typewriters?  They sucked.  So did the exercises YHC decided to do that were typewriter themed.  About half way through I realized it was a bad idea but at some […]

What’s the count?

Man was it cold this morning.  I wore two pairs of gloves and still had issues with my hands (go look up Raynaud’s Syndrome).  I guess holding on to cold […]