From what I have heard, a longstanding Marist men’s running tradition continued last night with the exchange of names for the xx-th (not sure how many years) annual Jerk Squad Secret Santa. I’m glad the “Jerk Squad” tradition – Wednesday evening food and fun at the Cabaret – has endured through several generations of Marist Running.
This Sunday/Monday, we will have a whole boatload of recruits coming up; hopefully, they will see the tight-knit (if not bizarre) unit we have here, and they will want to join in the fun on the run as members of the Running Red Foxes starting in the fall of 2012.
On a sort of unrelated note: My youngest son James (you know, the kid who wrote the Thanksgiving Letter posted here last week) is quite excited about the Holiday Season, but he shows it in an odd way. Our little guy is a big fan of SpongeBob SquarePants; he darts around the house, singing “Oh Krusty Krab, oh Krusty Krab, oh how I love you Krusty Krab” … to the tune of “Oh, Christmas Tree.” Also, he said that Patrick on the show reminds him of his old punching-bag buddy Conor Shelley. Interesting.
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