25k

No, that’s not how much I ran today. I basically sat on my butt today. But it does happen to be one of the main reasons for said lack of physical activity. A point just east of Columbia, MO, marked 25 thousand miles that I have put on my car since I bought it. I thought you would be as excited as I—which isn’t much; I hate driving. Don’t tell VW, but I’m a passenger.

So in honor of my car I assembled a rather random listing of 25s. My parents are old; they celebrated their 25th wedding anniversary almost 3 years ago. That’s, like, before iPods. 25 years ago some interesting things happened. The start of the Iran hostage crisis has to rank near the top. That’s the one that magically ended the same day Reagan—who promised to sell weapons to the Iranians—was sworn into office (no kidding, it happened at noon). He would never play politics with national security, though; only Democrats do that. Mt St Helens had a little fun in May of 1980. The Royals lost the World Series 25 years ago. This season they, uh, have already lost 25 games. Christmas is on the 25th; that’s always a good time of the year. I'm beating the guy in my fantasy baseball league that I really want to beat by about 25 points. And then there’s always this website.

In the spirit of Brigadoon, see y’all in 25 years.