Come Waste Your Time With Me

A couple of my friends just bought kayaks and I will soon be following suit. We had been talking about it for months, researching it for a few weeks and this past weekend two of us finally pulled the trigger. I, as I have made apparent, am the sad bloke that lives paycheck to paycheck and will be waiting until this Friday to get a boat of my own. I mention this not out of some kind of testosterone induced, extreme-sport touting male posturing (Hey dude, you wanna slay some phat rapids this weekend?) but rather I think it funny (dare I say cute) that we guys and our guy buddies like to spend time and money on a few common hobbies that we can do together when our wives or girlfriends have to work or simply feel generous enough to let us have a few hours, an entire day or even a whole weekend to play together. The other day I was driving near the park and I saw two bearded fellows on mopeds with tennis rackets strapped to their backs. Those two guys are all about beards, riding their mopeds and playin' tennis, I thought. Good for them.