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.
11.07.2006
The data is a little out of date, but it looks like if you're from LA, you might start investing in a new lung now . . .
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.
In Favorites . . .
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.
11.07.2006
The data is a little out of date, but it looks like if you're from LA, you might start investing in a new lung now . . .
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.
In Travel . . .
10.29.2008
And speaking of pure, this is about the point in the evening when we were picked up by a wedding-white stretch Hummer, tremendous in its indecency. Inside, multi-colored laser lights danced on the ceiling and in our hair as we sipped OJ and Peach Vodka from plastic champagne flutes while reclining on those magnificent dark seats.
09.15.2008
Friday was a 26-hour day that began in the dark hours of morning at Newark Airport and ended at a North Beach strip club. The devil built Columbus and Broadway out of discarded bottles of original sin, brother. And he called it good. Believe.
08.14.2008
One of my favorite things to dwell upon is travel, especially of the air variety. But this time, I've got a new source for my Fret: Honey.
04.09.2008
Despite a talkative rooster, or maybe because of him, our trip to San Pancho was quite great. And a wonderful reprieve from a New Jersey that's still having temperatures in the 30s and 40s.
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.
04.06.2007
Let's say the Duke just spent a few nights in a Mexican prison. Now you get the picture.
08.10.2006
OK. I hate to do this, but let me just take a moment to be a shining example of the kind of spoiled American attitude that makes terrorists cringe . . .
07.19.2006
Unlike my last post, this one is will be short and sweet.
07.05.2006
07.03.2006
And when it really comes down to it, isn't that what America is all about? Hot dogs, apple pie, and Rocky IV?
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