Monthly Archives: December 2012
el magnifico musica transistico
We’re getting ready to run. Mo wants some music while she gets dressed. I go to Spotify on the iPhone. The Eric Taylor station is playing a song by Steve Young. I carry it in to her. Steve sings over … Continue reading
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Don’t pee on Santa’s coat
Today is Dec. 27. Mo has caught Christmas Fever. She just bought a Santa with three bowls. Sort of like Three Wise Men, only rounder. And she is looking at our little dead Christmas tree from two years ago, declaring … Continue reading
Math and marriage
Upside: My parents recently celebrated their 60th wedding anniversary. Downside: I somehow missed the first four. And yet, Ma is only 39 …
Just another Christmas conversation
mo: Did you find any sand in the pie? me: I likes me pie the way I likes me women. Sweet and gritty, with Cool Whip on top. mo: extended silence. I suspect my next pie will be mostly cadmium. … Continue reading
The sun will come up tomorrow
There are three great truths in journalism: 1. Whenever someone announces, “There are doughnuts in the breakroom,” drop everything and go immediately. Screw deadline. If you edit those last three paragraphs first, you will go without. 2. Never run stories … Continue reading
heroes
It’s Saturday on the after side of noon. I just woke up. I’m trying to to find inspiration for a long run. In preparation, I’m charging the iPhone and mainlining caffeine. We’re in a contest to see who gets charged … Continue reading
