On Keeping Books
As a dad, doc, and dude with demands on his time, I’ve found it more challenging in recent years to both DO things and WRITE about them also. In the last few months, I’ve felt increasingly compelled to return to…
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July, 2004
Often, when I write here, I feel like I’m writing for no one in particular. Sometimes the analytics confirms this. But that’s besides the point. When I built this blog and paid the whopping fifteen dollars to have my own…
Wild Lust
I have an illness called Wild Lust. When it comes on, I’m debilitated and unable to work effectively. That’s why I call it an illness. To call it such is more a what-other-people-think-about-it thing. Really, it’s more like a vibration…
Seattle
It’s eleven in the morning and I’m sitting in Seattle’s oldest espresso shop. The americano in front of me is passably rich, though my chocolate croissant is a squishy and typically american treatment of pastry. Dulling my perception of the…
The Shoulder Season
Training is a funny thing– when the desire to undertake it actually rises inside of us seems to have little relation to when it is most needed. The desire to train comes, for me, most strongly at the beginning and…