Category: Music
Where I get older
I shave my head. I do this not because it’s the “cool thing to do1,” but because I chose a preemptive strike against male pattern baldness. Also, I suffered from horrible scalpne and “letting my scalp breathe” appears to have fixed things. My beard is speckled with white. Lots and lots and lots of white.… Continue reading Where I get older
Where I bring the random on a Friday
The lead guitarist for my rock band up & quit on us . . . not knowing if we’ll continue blows. I’ve been taking karate lessons with CJ, and we’re both really enjoying it. Next week, however, is testing week and his four-year-old self doesn’t have the form required for the next belt down yet.… Continue reading Where I bring the random on a Friday
Where random wins the day
I’ve never been a good one for “being at rest,” but lately, things have been a bit out of control. My muscles will scream in soreness from me pushing them during workouts — yet, if I have an hour to myself? I feel the need to run. Or ride my bike. Or something active. Normally,… Continue reading Where random wins the day
Where I geek my way into a fun weekend.
It started with an NPR story. I was on my way to work & they talked about a day-long party where all of the Lord of The Rings movies would be played where everybody would eat like Hobbits. Seriously, it seemed right up my alley. I filed the story in my memory banks, thought about… Continue reading Where I geek my way into a fun weekend.
Where I notice subtleties in the behavior of my children
Not long ago, I wrote about “uppy.” My kids enjoy it when I carry them about, and I’ve gotten really good at lifting and carrying both children at the same time. Heck, if I have somewhere that I need to be, this is my preferred method of foot transportation, because it means that I can… Continue reading Where I notice subtleties in the behavior of my children
Where a tired mind makes for a disjointed post
This is tech-week for Bat Boy: the Musical. I’m playing bass, but, with the way the theatre is laid out, I actually can’t see what’s going on, on-stage, at all. So I really don’t know what the heck is going on, I just see randomness with people backstage. In no particular order, this show involves:… Continue reading Where a tired mind makes for a disjointed post
Where I beat back the weather with bullet points
I hate the dreadmill treadmill. Not only do I get incredibly bored when I run on it, but, every time I log significant miles running without going anywhere, my left knee/foot goes numb and then hurts for a week aftward. So I don’t run on the dreadmill. But I do love to run . .… Continue reading Where I beat back the weather with bullet points
Where I accept High Heels & Training Wheel’s Challenge
Just yesterday, I was thinking “I really should figure out how I can ensure that I’m posting here, at least once or twice a week.” The problem? Finding something that’s post-worthy, that I want to write about, when I have time to write about it. Just as I finished said thought, though, one of my… Continue reading Where I accept High Heels & Training Wheel’s Challenge
Where I run a half marathon & remember that I like music
Every now & then, I forget my screen name . . . Daddy Runs a Lot because, you see, when left to my own devices, I run. A lot. And I’ve actually been running a fair bit, lately . . . though, to be honest, because my name isn’t “daddy write a lot,” I haven’t… Continue reading Where I run a half marathon & remember that I like music