Saturday, April 18, 2009
Wednesday, April 15, 2009
A video for me.
You've got to see this:
(I know this is a meme. This whole blog is a meme, right?)
http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=DuQFrzYi7ss
(I know this is a meme. This whole blog is a meme, right?)
http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=DuQFrzYi7ss
Friday, April 10, 2009
Songs I Used to know


SOMEONE, just a few days ago, asked how much preparation was done before getting up on stage to play a song or three or four? Found, the evening after the question was asked, is this small piece of evidence from the archives. What it is, as any good coffeehouse musicologist could tell
you, is a big cheatsheet-playlist-songchart from about 1968.
Yes.
Kum by yah is on there.
Sunday, March 22, 2009
Run of Bad Luck
As I write this I am supposed to be finishing a 15K that I didn't get to start. I didn't get to start it because A) I left the apartment a little late but mostly B) the A train didn't show up for fifteen minutes and then was a local (meaning it stops at every station) and C) when we got to 125th Street, we didn't move for another twenty minutes meaning that by the time it got to 72nd Street, which is where I was going to get off to run to the race start, the race had already been started for about twenty minutes. So
I went into the park/
I took these two pictures.
and I got back on the train (which by the way SAILED it's way North without incident.
Look !!! It's Spring.
I'm going to go run this afternoon. Right now I need breakfast and a nap.
Friday, March 20, 2009
My plan for today was to go to the park about noon and run the Big Loop (six miles) and pick up my number for Sunday's race. I haven't changed the plan, but I am going to have to get my tights back down from the top shelf of the closet where I triumphantly and prematurely placed them last Sunday.
And where are my gloves?
Joe(Never jump ahead of Nature)
Wednesday, March 18, 2009
The Littlest Commuter
Tuesday, March 17, 2009
Faces in the Window #2
2:10PM
"I'm near 90" he said.
His skin was the same color and texture as saltworn canvas.
"That will be a great birthday." I said.
"No." he murmured. "Tomorrow I go to Arlington to bury my twin."
"Oh," I said, just oh.
"That's in Washington. Arlington.
"Yes." I said, just yes.
"No one knows, no one knows what, I, no one knows how I... ."
"Yes." I said, just yes.
"I'm near 90" he said.
His skin was the same color and texture as saltworn canvas.
"That will be a great birthday." I said.
"No." he murmured. "Tomorrow I go to Arlington to bury my twin."
"Oh," I said, just oh.
"That's in Washington. Arlington.
"Yes." I said, just yes.
"No one knows, no one knows what, I, no one knows how I... ."
"Yes." I said, just yes.
Sunday, February 01, 2009
Friday, January 23, 2009
The Uphill Run

Finally, a day to run without being wrapped in four shirts and a jacket! I put on two shirts and my big, thick sweatshirt, headed out the door, made one lap around the block and went back inside to take that sweatshirt back to the apartment.
Too Hot!
I ran down the hill to the bottom of Ft. Tryon Park.
Bright sunshine, clear paths and no wind!
It was just me and some guy with a little dog enjoying the beautiful day.
I dog-trotted along, listening to the last chapters of my audiobook and stopping to take a picture or three or four.
All uphills, around the big turn and up some more hills to the top (which is why I never complain about hills during races)
This is one of my favorite rambles.

I spent about a hour and a half (Including taking picture times)moving along and listening to the crows complain about the hawk hovering about us all. My Garmin said 6.1 miles but it felt a lot shorter
Sunday, December 14, 2008
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