{"id":454,"date":"2007-10-24T15:58:00","date_gmt":"2007-10-24T15:58:00","guid":{"rendered":"http:\/\/stallioncornell.wordpress.com\/2007\/10\/24\/a-very-manly-post"},"modified":"2007-10-24T15:58:00","modified_gmt":"2007-10-24T15:58:00","slug":"a-very-manly-post","status":"publish","type":"post","link":"https:\/\/stallioncornell.com\/blog\/a-very-manly-post\/","title":{"rendered":"A VERY MANLY POST"},"content":{"rendered":"

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All right, wusses. Nothing sissified today. Behold! Today is
a celebration of all things MANLY.<\/b><\/span><\/p>\n

And I am a MANLY MAN.<\/b><\/span><\/p>\n

How manly? Let me count the ways. (Although this is, by no means, a comprehensive list.)<\/p>\n

I WENT BUNGEE JUMPING ONCE.<\/b><\/span><\/p>\n

Actually, I jumped three times in succession, and the third time was the hardest. Because unlike, say, a roller coaster or some other run-of-the-mill thrill, the anticipatory fear of bungee jumping pales in comparison to the actual experience. You spend an interminable amount of time at the top of the platform trying to talk yourself into it and then, against all better judgment, you jump. And then you\u2019re sure you\u2019re going to die.<\/p>\n

Then you reach the bottom and you\u2019re yanked all the way back up again, which gives you another chance to wet yourself.<\/p>\n

But I\u2019m manly. So my britches stayed dry.<\/p>\n

I MADE OUT WITH SOME RANDOM CHICK I DIDN’T KNOW.<\/b><\/span><\/p>\n

It was ten minutes after I met her \u2013 and before I knew her name. How manly is that<\/span>?<\/p>\n

We were at this weird, artsy poetry reading. I got up and did some bizarre Stallion Cornell rant, and she was laughing her head off. So I took the occasion to make my move, and before you knew it, we were smooching like there\u2019s no tomorrow.<\/p>\n

Unfortunately, there was<\/span> a tomorrow, in which I took her out on a real date, where I learned her name – which I\u2019ve forgotten \u2013 and we discovered we didn\u2019t like each other much. She was turned off by the fact that I was a Republican, and I was turned off by the fact that she was kind of a skank.<\/p>\n

I FATHERED TWINS.<\/b><\/span><\/p>\n

You don\u2019t get much more manly than that. My wife and I went in for the first ultrasound, and the nurse running the thing said \u201cAre you in here for any special reason?\u201d<\/p>\n

We both panicked, thinking something was wrong. \u201cNo,\u201d we said. \u201cWhy do you ask?\u201d<\/p>\n

\u201cBecause I\u2019m seeing two heads,\u201d the nurse replied.<\/p>\n

My wife says her first thought was \u201cAaaargh! My baby has two heads!”<\/p>\n

I WAS A SOCCER COACH.<\/b><\/span><\/p>\n

I didn\u2019t mean to be. But when I went to the orientation meeting, there was no one else there from my daughter\u2019s team to take the equipment, so they made me \u201cresponsible\u201d for it. Which meant I was the de facto coach, despite the fact that soccer makes me itch.<\/p>\n

We lost every game we played. But in a totally manly way!<\/p>\n

I KAYAKED FOR 17 MILES.<\/b><\/span><\/p>\n

There are 17 miles of coastline along northern Kauai that are completely inaccessible by land. The only way to see it is to take a motorboat (good plan) or a sea kayak (less good plan.) My wife and I kayaked together in a two-person kayak for six hours straight. It ate up two days of our vacation: one day because of the hard-slog kayaking, and one day of her not speaking to me because of all my belligerent swearing, which I thought she couldn\u2019t hear. Apparently, she could, and she was displeased.<\/p>\n

I\u2019m a very manly swearer.<\/p>\n

I FINISHED A 10K RACE.<\/b><\/span><\/p>\n

I\u2019d like to say I ran a 10K race, but that\u2019s not entirely accurate. It was the official state race on Pioneer Day through Downtown Salt Lake City, and I participated in it with my more athletically-inclined wife. I started off running with the big boys, and for about three miles, I kept pace. Then I started to cramp up. Pretty soon I was walking. I walked for about ten minutes before my wife caught up with me, which shamed me back into running. I would start walking again when I put enough distance between us, but I had to make sure I stayed ahead of my wife. I beat her by about thirty seconds.<\/p>\n

I did OK, though! I came in 85th!<\/p>\n

(Out of the 95 people in my age group.)<\/span><\/p>\n

There\u2019s more I could tell you. I eat like crap. I fart with impunity. I fear laundry. I kick things. I wear my sunglasses at night. I use duct tape. I\u2019ve tiled my own bathrooms. I could go on and on and on. But I won\u2019t, because it\u2019s not the manly thing to do.<\/p>\n

And I\u2019m so freaking manly, it\u2019s not even funny.<\/p>\n

I got married in a kilt.<\/p>\n","protected":false},"excerpt":{"rendered":"\"\" All right, wusses. Nothing sissified today. Behold! Today is a celebration of all things MANLY.<\/b><\/span> And I am a MANLY MAN.<\/b><\/span> How manly? Let me count the ways. (Although this is, by no means, a comprehensive list.) I WENT BUNGEE JUMPING ONCE.<\/b><\/span> Actually, I jumped three times in succession, and the third time was the ... Read more<\/a>","protected":false},"author":1,"featured_media":0,"comment_status":"open","ping_status":"open","sticky":false,"template":"","format":"standard","meta":{"footnotes":""},"categories":[],"tags":[],"class_list":["post-454","post","type-post","status-publish","format-standard","hentry"],"_links":{"self":[{"href":"https:\/\/stallioncornell.com\/blog\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/posts\/454","targetHints":{"allow":["GET"]}}],"collection":[{"href":"https:\/\/stallioncornell.com\/blog\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/posts"}],"about":[{"href":"https:\/\/stallioncornell.com\/blog\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/types\/post"}],"author":[{"embeddable":true,"href":"https:\/\/stallioncornell.com\/blog\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/users\/1"}],"replies":[{"embeddable":true,"href":"https:\/\/stallioncornell.com\/blog\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/comments?post=454"}],"version-history":[{"count":0,"href":"https:\/\/stallioncornell.com\/blog\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/posts\/454\/revisions"}],"wp:attachment":[{"href":"https:\/\/stallioncornell.com\/blog\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/media?parent=454"}],"wp:term":[{"taxonomy":"category","embeddable":true,"href":"https:\/\/stallioncornell.com\/blog\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/categories?post=454"},{"taxonomy":"post_tag","embeddable":true,"href":"https:\/\/stallioncornell.com\/blog\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/tags?post=454"}],"curies":[{"name":"wp","href":"https:\/\/api.w.org\/{rel}","templated":true}]}}