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Tag Archives: running
me and loretta
Ya’ know that old trees just grow stronger And old rivers grow wilder ev’ry day Old people just grow lonesome Waiting for someone to say, “Hello in there, hello” — the prophet prine It’s late Tuesday at the Whataburger. I … Continue reading
life is funny, part 380
I got up early today. I’ve read that in the summer if you run before noon it’s not as hot. It’s an interesting theory. As I get ready, I’m reading about the adventures of Lauren and Jay. They’re bicycle tourists. … Continue reading
papa we’ll go sailing
Here I am lost in the wind ‘Round in circles sailing Like a ship that never comes in Standing by myself — the prophet randy newman I’m running in the afternoon, because it’s just not quite warm enough in the morning … Continue reading
my dream. a photo essay.
I’m running a marathon in my dream, which is odd because i haven’t actually run once since the mid-1960s. It’s going OK as far as marathons go. It’s around the 18 mile point, which strikes me as odd. Everything is … Continue reading
it’s a snap
Snap, thump, run. One guy, one ball, one trash can. He snaps, hits the can, runs to get the ball, runs back. He does this over and over and over and over and over and over and over. It’s just … Continue reading
the secret to life
1. left foot 2. right foot 3. breathe 4. repeat as necessary.
football season
“I know it’s a longshot, but I’m wondering if there might be a camping spot at Bright Angel at the end of June,” I ask the nice park ranger. She looks at me. I look at her. She smiles. “Not … Continue reading
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