Where I check in with some random

I ran the Harrisburg Marathon I fared a good bit better than I did during my last marathon. I came in nowhere close to the 4 hours in which I was hoping to finish, but I felt good about my effort. Basically, I started out really strong, and was feeling great. I don’t know if… Continue reading Where I check in with some random

Where I present a huge helping of random before the holidays

I have figured out what my introduction music would be, if I were a major league baseball player: First three innings: Grieg’s In The Hall of the Mountain King (from Peer Gynt) Second three innings: The cannon-firing portion of Tchaikovsky’s 1812 overture Final three innings: First movement from Beethoven’s Fifth Symphony (right from the start)… Continue reading Where I present a huge helping of random before the holidays

Where I attempt to make my own vanilla extract

I love giving presents . . . but I’m a horrible, horrible present-giver. Basically, I’m the guy that shows up at the party where everybody adorns the guest with lavish gifts and, blinking, thinking “I just thought this was a get together where s/he was going to show off his/her beer/wine selection.” Then, I proceed… Continue reading Where I attempt to make my own vanilla extract

Where I reflect on the season

This is the time for egg-nog, for brief periods of complete & utter frustration (I’m speaking, specifically, of dealing with Christmas lights), for sweaters (and sweater muffins), for wondrous smells & more-wondrous movies. It’s the time where I question my faith . . . wishing I had more while wishing others could challenge theirs. It’s… Continue reading Where I reflect on the season

Where I break it out, bullet-point style

I ran for the first time, in a long time, this morning. While I have been getting up to spin on the exercise bike, I haven’t been out running since the 3rd of December, and before that, Thanksgiving, and before that, the Harrisburg marathon. Getting started on a run is really, really difficult, particularly before… Continue reading Where I break it out, bullet-point style