This Sunday, I have a 100 mile bike ride. When I describe this, I’m very careful to use the word “ride” and note “race.” While I tend to use the word “run” instead of “race” to describe a marathon, well, at the end of a marathon, there is a winner — it is a race,… Continue reading Where I ponder if I’m ready for a century ride
Category: Throwback Thursday
Where I think back on a summer evening
We all know that tragedy sticks in our minds. I doubt thtere is a single reader of this blog who can’t tell me precisely what was going on in their lives when they first started hearing details of September 11. Somewhere, there is a sense that “my life is never going to be the same… Continue reading Where I think back on a summer evening
Where I write about the most epic fart I’ve had the displeasure of experiencing
There’s been a lot of fart talk, lately . . . and because I have the maturity of a 12-year-old-boy, and in light of Mommakiss admitting that she’s a sleep-farter1, I feel the need to share this story. One of Duffy‘s best friends was getting married . . . while he lived in DC, and… Continue reading Where I write about the most epic fart I’ve had the displeasure of experiencing
Where I write about strippers, and Spongebob, and free beer
Just before the full impact of the .com bust was realized, I got a fairly cushy job, for a recent-college graduate, developing web applications for an Internet startup. For a single guy, living in Baltimore1, it wasn’t too bad of a job. At this job, my phone never rang, unless it was something bad. So,… Continue reading Where I write about strippers, and Spongebob, and free beer
Throwback Thursday: When I admit that I was an asshole
Not long ago, in detailing the roots of Inappropriate Church Tweets, I mentioned Rita. There have certainly been people in my past that I wish I had acted differently with, relationships that didn’t turn out the way that I would have liked. In almost every one of these memories, things didn’t turn out optimally because… Continue reading Throwback Thursday: When I admit that I was an asshole
Throwback Thursday: Riding in an Elevator with James Earl Jones
I remember the rush of excitement when the decision was made. We were hiring Darth Vader. My freshman year of high school, I played bass with the New Jersey Youth Symphony, a group that made money hand-over-fist for allowing children the privilege of playing community organization that ensured that musically-inclined children would be able to… Continue reading Throwback Thursday: Riding in an Elevator with James Earl Jones
Throwback Thursday: Where I Got Drunk & Embarrassed Myself
Ok, so the title could have been from any time in my life, really, but this is the fist time I drank. I was 13 and I was high on boobs. (after the jump)
Throwback Thursday: Midget Porn!
Thursdays around here will henceforth be known as Throwback Thursdays, when I write about stuff that happened to me long ago… today’s installment? My introduction to Midget Porn. When I started college, they locked me in the basement. Kind of. I lived in the basement of Ober dormitory at Elizabethtown College for my first three… Continue reading Throwback Thursday: Midget Porn!