In Dallas . . .
03.04.2008
And, on the other side, Harleys rumbling in the parking lot. Tattoos on display. Double D moms with "Don't Be Jealous" t-shirts. Suburban grey-beard banker bikers, bandana'd and leather-vested and flaunting their mid-life crises a month or two early.
08.20.2007
Dallas last week is now a whirl of memories, all good.
12.27.2006
I'm back home. In DC. We flew in last night. And even though I truly loved seeing friends and family in Dallas, I am very relieved to be back on the east coast again. I feel grounded. I woke to the familiar sounds of car horns and sirens this morning, which kind of gave me a warm fuzzy feeling. And I'm ready to re-train my legs on how to do this thing called walking.
12.13.2006
This morning I went for an early morning walk in my mom's neighborhood.
12.08.2006
I'm not a migratory creature. At least not in practice.
11.19.2006
So it took the Cowboys to finally rope in the Colts.
10.12.2006
In the battle over largest Texas cities, I've always rooted for Houston, since that's where I grew up.
11.29.2005
The trip to Dallas was awesome. Good weather. Good food. Good conversations. And since it was also my birthday, good gifts!
11.21.2005
Some things I plan to do while in Dallas.
03.06.2003
If you're a Dallas resident, or visiting, and fancy Thai food, I would definitely recommend this place.
In DC . . .
07.30.2008
Anyway, let me get to the point: all of this is a very long-winded (and, yes, self-indulgent) way of me saying that if you're in DC or NYC you can (and should) catch The Jones at one of these two shows.
02.19.2008
There's a new physical "feature" on my body. And I've been noticing it lately whenever I happen to be completely naked and looking down at myself or in a full-length mirror.
11.09.2007
I haven't been to the Childe in several months. I miss it. And I know DC will feel a dent in its landscape as places like this are supplanted by chain retail and fast food sprouting up along Connecticut Ave in Dupont at an alarming rate. But the Childe will still play a vital part of numerous people's personal histories, including mine.
05.25.2007
It's that time of year again.
05.18.2007
As I ate, people walked past, and I listened to the strange temporal quality of their footsteps. The way they suddenly came into my aural bubble, and just as suddenly vanished. One moment they were there, in front of me, belonging to that person. These feet on gravel. The next minute they were gone, along with the person who brought them. These footsteps. Now quiet.
04.06.2007
I just got the following 'Alert DC' text message.
01.29.2007
This weekend's rally didn't have any catchy slogan or banner associated with it, and this was good. It was refreshing. It was just a gathering of people protesting the war. Oh, and Jane Fonda was there.
01.08.2007
I guess you have to live at least a mile above sea level to still get winter.
12.27.2006
I'm back home. In DC. We flew in last night. And even though I truly loved seeing friends and family in Dallas, I am very relieved to be back on the east coast again. I feel grounded. I woke to the familiar sounds of car horns and sirens this morning, which kind of gave me a warm fuzzy feeling. And I'm ready to re-train my legs on how to do this thing called walking.
12.08.2006
I'm not a migratory creature. At least not in practice.
In Health . . .
03.21.2008
And so I responded as any self-respecting person would: by drinking too much and watching a great movie--twice--before passing out on the floor of our basement. Escapism through film and unconsciousness through alcohol are great American pastimes. And Tuesday I was a Patriot.
02.19.2008
There's a new physical "feature" on my body. And I've been noticing it lately whenever I happen to be completely naked and looking down at myself or in a full-length mirror.
11.15.2007
It's pretty much universally accepted that knowledge is power. But I'm here to tell you that's not always true. Knowledge can also leave you a quivering mass of gelatin, on the hardwood of your dining room.
11.14.2007
More heart later. First there is this: Ankylosing Spondylitis.
11.13.2007
But the real question I was asking myself, right, was how did I end up being this person having a cardiac stress test?
05.18.2007
Okay, call me over-reactionary, but I'm throwing away my Centrum as I write this.
01.23.2007
You might hear me make some unpleasant gurgling sounds. You might think I'm choking. But don't let that stop you. Please.
10.12.2006
So . . . how about them Broncos Monday night! It was so great to watch them play at home at Invesco field in that cold rain. Football always seems to be more fun to watch when it's played in the cold . . . or the rain. And it's even better in the snow.
10.11.2006
Dr. Smith nodded and scribbled something on the back of a piece of paper that was in my file. He held the pen like you might hold a paint brush and made a sort of circular drawing on the page. Then he looked back up at me expectantly.
10.05.2006
The man didn't reply. He walked over to a counter and came back with something in his hand. I began flipping through a mental rolodex of what he might be about to give me. Some kind of injection? A pill . . .
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