um. hi.
No promises, boys and girls. But I feel like trying again.
No promises, boys and girls. But I feel like trying again.
I never really believed that blogging was work. Until recently — sometime last year, I guess — it wasn’t. I open this blog several times a week, with plenty of ideas for posts, like, say, the Urban Garden Party at the Mattress Factory (Oh my god awesome), our Phish shows at Star Lake and Blossom… Read More in just a little bit.
Although we have three televisions in the newsroom, I wasn’t watching any of them at 10 a.m. on June 28. We knew the Supreme Court was set to announce its ruling on President Obama’s health care law around 10, and I was reading through the rapid posts at the SCOTUSBlog and refreshing the Associated Press… Read More unforgivable.
Or maybe a home theater sound system. Set to play really loud. (h/t @matt_rosenberg)
About a mile into my run tonight, I started feeling a pain at the top of my right leg. Actually, that’s not right. At first, it just felt tight. That turned to a pain, and got sharper and sharper by the minute. It was warm tonight, warmer than any day I had run on… Read More doubt.
Because, really — what else can I say?