There has been minimal-to-no bounceback from the weight-loss when I was sick. Therefore, I’m claiming that most of the weight-loss was more-related to my lack of alcohol than the actual sickness. There were a shit-ton of hyphens in that first bullet point. After drinking far too much over the camping weekend, I’m giving my liver… Continue reading Where I force the disjointed thoughts out of my head
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Where I classify myself as injury prone
I am not a graceful person. When I do yoga, it’s an exercise in me not falling down and trying to avoid farting while hiding the erection that I’ll inevitably get during corpse pose. I’ve been told that I have a near-perfect running posture, but, well, when I run, it feels like I’m a set… Continue reading Where I classify myself as injury prone
Where I relax and just type what crosses my mind
I’ve managed at least one visit to the same gym for the past 21 weeks. I think this deserves some kind of special award. I’m trying to cut back on caffeine. I’m failing miserably. I, however, have cut way back on alcohol intake . . . but I worry that the primary reason for this… Continue reading Where I relax and just type what crosses my mind
Where I recount my past weekend
This past weekend was Easter weekend — well, I guess, the past two weekends were Easter weekend. See, my wife is Greek Orthodox, and as such, I’m heavily involved with the Greek Orthodox church in our community1. In fact, I’m the cathedral organist2. Since the orthodox calendar is different than the “western calendar” when it… Continue reading Where I recount my past weekend
Where I think I equate silence to an orgasm
Continuing my parade of guest posts, we have what may be one of my favorite posts, ever. And not only because it appears at the blog of a hot momma friend whose blog name is one that I envy. See, Quasi Agitato means “kinda sorta like agitated” which kind of describes me, far too much… Continue reading Where I think I equate silence to an orgasm
Where I become a maestro for a day
As it approached lunchtime, I realized that I’d forgotten Lynnette. Mondays are really long days for me. I wake up at 4 to walk the dogs, take out the trash, and get myself ready for work. And then I head to one office for a videoconference that starts at 6. After the videoconference, I usually… Continue reading Where I become a maestro for a day
Where I blather on about audiobooks
I love reading – I truly do, but the actual act of reading requires me sitting still for periods of time, and we all know that “not moving” is far from the standard in my life. So, I’ve turned to audiobooks in my life . . . while it’s true that I’ll get more from… Continue reading Where I blather on about audiobooks
Where bad turns to worse
I don’t write about my band much around here, but I have a band. For the past two years or so, I’ve been the keyboardist for a classic rock cover band. We’re not about to become rich playing, but we really getting in front of a crowd when we can. We love playing, and, according… Continue reading Where bad turns to worse
Where I say “happy anniversary” in the only way I know how
Eight years ago, today, I dun’ got myself hitched. And, well, I wrote this little diddy for my wife. I was going to do something like this for the 10th anniversary . . . but, 8 is a totally under-appreciated number. Happy Anniversary, boo. I have spent the last few months, trying to put to… Continue reading Where I say “happy anniversary” in the only way I know how
Where I relive my absolute favorite memory
First, we had MamaKat’s prompt – define your Seven Wonders of the World. I read MamaKat’s blog every now & then, but well, life has been especially crazy as of late, and I never got a chance to play along with her linkup. And, honestly, I’m not sure what all seven of mine would be… Continue reading Where I relive my absolute favorite memory