Monthly Archives: January 2018

shoes

don’t let it bring you down it’s only castles burning  find someone who’s turning and you will come around — the prophet young They’ve been sitting in hallway for a week, hanging out next to the Smokey Bear stencil and … Continue reading

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Lane 9

Longtime readers will recall that I was outraged by walkers stealing Lane 9 when last we were on the track. So it’s funny that people were sitting in 8 and 9 today, and I was more than happy to steer … Continue reading

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the day my garmin saved my life

What if we run the mad dog today, Mo asked. One never questions an artist, given their existence on a higher plain, so I said, ummmmm ok. This meant no Red Bull. There is theoretically a convenience store on the … Continue reading

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Oui will oui will rock you

It’s all about consistency. The consistency of mud, but consistency nonetheless. 11:00 running society. A matter of getting down the routine. Granted, today’s 11:00 start happened at 1:00, but still there’s a 1 and a couple of zeroes involved. I’m … Continue reading

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a gift from my mother the day i was born

Oh, I love trash! Anything dirty or dingy or dusty Anything ragged or rotten or rusty Yes, I love trash. — the prophet oscar the grouch Can you recycle a Post-it? I ponder for a second as it hovers over … Continue reading

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corridos migrantes

People need to know that there are a lot of human reasons behind immigration. You choose the way you approach music and what you are going to do with it. We choose supporting a lot of things we think are … Continue reading

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divine intervention

Here comes the sunshine Here comes the sunshine Sunshine The sunshine Here it comes — the prophet matthew sweet We’re sitting in the parking lot at the track. I’m desperately hoping to see raindrops on the windshield. Nothing. It’s the … Continue reading

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