Pax that followed through on their commitment: Gilmore, Blue Hen, Dr. Evil, Fortran, Lovie, Boone’s Farm and QIC – Checkbook.
Pax that failed to live up to their commitment by either fart-sacking, feigning illness, or rearranging their nuts under the registration shell: Madoff, Chipper, Grannie Panties, Elain, Kay and Tardy.
WOR: SSH’s, on-your-six back stretching, Dean Vigodas, Sun gods…and it was go-time.
The Thang: The Mooreph was introduced as a weaker-man’s substitute for the much more highly esteemed, Murph. If more of us routinely accepted Epstein’s invitations to the Thursday morning mini-Murph, we might not have had to settle for the watered-down version (not talking to you, Dr. Evil and Gilmore). The Murph deserves your respect. The Mooreph….well, you decide…
At the big boy sit-up bars, complete 15 inverted rows, 20 merkins, and 30 squats. Then mosey to the bench area to complete a 20 count ab-roll. Then mosey 3/4 of the way down the side street toward Nelson St to complete 15 dips, 20 merkins, and 30 squats. Then mosey all the way back to the bars to rinse and repeat. Rinsed and repeated the sequence until Omaha was called. I think most everyone got through 4 rounds which would total 60 inverted rows, 60 dips, 160 merkins and 240 squats while traveling about 1.25 miles in about 30 minutes. I’m sure Gilmore got in more.
You have to Mooreph before you can Murph.
6MOM: LBCs, Dying Cockroaches, and American Hammers.
Prayer concerns: Sludge’s mother recovering from heart surgery. I guess having a heart skips every other generation in that family. Sorry, Sludge…couldn’t resist. Dr. Evil’s sister fighting cancer at M.D. Anderson in Houston. Lovie’s son heading out on a mission trip to Louisiana. If i missed other’s, my apologies.
YHC took us out.
Always an honor, gentlemen. Checkbook out!