Monthly Archives: November 2014

it’s probably under the couch

There’s so much less To this than you think — the prophet tweedy — Longtime readers will recall that I’m almost through Week 7 of The World’s Longest Training Plan, pointing toward a race in early May. So far, so … Continue reading

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Living with an artist, Part 10

“I’m going to work on it so that she doesn’t have a mustache.” — Mo talking to an art director. I apparently have taught her nothing.

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“Excuse me, sir. Can you tell me what time it is?” An innocent question. Unless it’s 2 a.m. in the bad part of town and it’s just you and a guy who may or may not be rational. I’m leaving … Continue reading

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the quotable mo sheppo, part 4

“How many aspirin can I take and still retain my liver?” Which I find odd, since I spent my youth transferring my liver to my unsuspecting little brother’s plate.

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once upon a race.

Is it dumb to drive 2 1/2 hours to run a short road race in the rain? Yes. Would I do it again? Yes. In three weeks. That feeling of anticipation. The runners, the volunteers, the goofy announcer, the earnest national anthem singer, … Continue reading

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life is funny, part 357

As it turns out, when your car battery starts taking longer and longer and longer to turn over, it might not be a good sign. And then it’s dead. The perfect way to spend a November morning. I call the … Continue reading

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he did not know he could not fly. so he did.

he’s one of those who knows that life is just a leap of faith Spread your arms and hold your breath and always trust your cape — the prophet guy clark — Should you attempt to run a race for which you … Continue reading

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