It's all ball-bearings nowadays.
Not that I ever play the lottery, because I don’t, but if I did, and if I won, here are the first five people I’d call:
I like this photo of my mom because I have to believe she liked it. It shows her as an adult and in probably the best shape of her life. Her only complaint, I bet, would be that my sister and I are not in it, and so it is not a true representation of […]
My five favorite weeks of the year:
It’s been 15,000 days since I was born. It is a meaningless number, but I felt like I should mention it.
I wish my mom was around to celebrate this milestone. She’d undoubtedly think it was really cool.
I’ve owned eleven cars in my life. Here are my five favorite:
I was supposed to run 10.75 miles this morning, but miscalculated where I needed to make a U-turn, so it was actually 11 miles on the nose. It took me almost exactly an hour and forty-five minutes — not bad for a week shy of 41 — and put me over 77 miles for the […]
I probably should not have bothered to watch the end of the Spurs @ Heat game last night, but I didn’t want to have missed it in case Miami managed to make a comeback. I still managed to hop out of bed at 5:15AM and lace up. I spent about fifteen minutes stretching and waiting […]
I had a brutal migraine when I went to sleep last night. I managed to make it through Game of Thrones and then conked out, still in pain despite several pharmaceutical attempts to relieve the ice pick in my brain. It was still there when my alarm started ringing at 0600, but I knew it […]
Here are five photos of yours truly from 1975. Four are from March — about three months shy of my second birthday — and one is from June, presumably around my birthday. They are some of the only photos I have of myself as a child, and they were (apparently) very special to my mom, who kept them safe and very close to her for almost forty years. She died on August 12, 2012 and I miss her more than she’ll ever know.