Crazy Talk and Sometimes Socks
I've been super pumped about thes socks for a while, largely because with the ducks and hounds on them, I thought for sure I could write a post about Duck Hunt or something. Especially since fall is typically when most of the hunting is done, right? Yeah, this post -- especially leading into the weekend … Continue reading Winter Is…Forget it, It Done Showed Up
Mother Nature must have heard me when I vowed I wasn't going to spend all winter complaining about, well, winter. Because it sure seems like she's given some of us a bit of respite this season all the way around. Sure, we've had a cold spell or two, but for the most part we haven't … Continue reading Snowy Days And Shovels
I feel like I’ve given myself a bit of reputation. No, not for being “the guy you want to get under the bleachers at football games.” That was only eth one time, I swear! I was, um, a sophomore and didn’t know any better. Who am I kidding? The only time I was ever under … Continue reading Now Is The Winter Of Our Attempted Content
Sometimes, when the days of Winter cling to your life like a determined sloth, refusing to mosey off and leave you with even a chilly, damp Spring deep into the latter weeks of March, well, you have to do something to cultivate family togetherness. That is, you have to do something that doesn’t include the … Continue reading A Movie In 100 Words Or Less: The LEGO Movie
Wintery complaintsfill my thoughts. I swore no more.So! Look! Book is done!In other words, I really really want to complain a little more about having to shovel my driveway again, but I kind promised I was done for the year. But! I just finished the draft of Project Tennyson, and if that's not enough to … Continue reading A Haiku For Finishing Project Tennyson On A Snow Day
I know I should probably quit with the kvetching and the moaning and complaining about our current wintery follies. And by follies, of course, I don’t mean the ridiculous (as opposed to embarrassing and out-and-out revolting) state of the Sochi Winter Olympics. No, I’m referring to the constant reminder of how I’m not in grade … Continue reading The Dreaded Ice Beast
It’s Day 8756 of The Undying Winter that the great far-seer, GRRM, foretold. Hope has long since abandoned us. It’s plain now, as plain as the dirty re-frozen slush at the end of my driveway, that the kids will never return to school. With their educations stunted, they have taken to wearing only athletic shorts … Continue reading The Endless Teeth of Winter
Mid-JanuaryDoldrums, malaise, ennui. Bleh.Time to plan a trip.
Smelled cut grass last nightTonight snow falls like cold laceAutumn turns away
It has to be kind of obvious by now that the whole “running” thing I was so committed to this time last year has more or less fallen apart. And by more or less, I mean, it collapsed into a tangled, stinking pile of it’s own filth like a college freshman attempting to endure Rush … Continue reading Reflections on a renewed running regime
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