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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...
July, 2004
Often, when I write here, I feel like I’m writing for no one in particular. Sometimes the analytics confirms this. But...
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...
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...
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...