I’m having a phenomenally bad day at work today — I had to make a call to kill a project which not only means work made toward the project may have all been wasted, but it also means that, moving forward, I likely have a *lot* more work. It’s a bad enough day that I’m… Continue reading Where sanity and vanity conflict
Where I poke my head in during a busy streak
So it’s been far too long since I’ve posted – and as I’m wont to do when I try to get myself back in a writing groove, I present bullet points: As soon as Duffy and the kids leave for school in the morning, Luna, my cat, likes to follow me around. Every now &… Continue reading Where I poke my head in during a busy streak
Where I share my end of run thoughts
So, I’ve been running a fair bit more, lately. I’m still trying to figure out just what my running schedule will be throughout the year, but I do know I’ll be in Disneyworld, in April, running the Dark Side Challenge. And, howevermuch I like to claim that I can just “pull a half marathon out… Continue reading Where I share my end of run thoughts
Where I ruminate on European Stereotypes
They say “Heaven is where the police are British, the lovers French, the mechanics German, the chefs Italian, and it is all organized by the Swiss. Hell is where the police are German, the lovers Swiss, the mechanics French, the chefs British, and it is all organized by the Italians.” I shall simply add, in… Continue reading Where I ruminate on European Stereotypes
Where I look at 2017 Resolutions
So 2016 is coming to an end. And I say good riddance. There is no shortage of things which leave me happy for new beginnings: the election results, Prince’s unexpected death, the election, the arrest of a friend, Donald Fucking Trump, Carrie Fisher. But when I look at why I’m disappointed in 2016, I’m realizing… Continue reading Where I look at 2017 Resolutions
Where I run the New York Marathon
As I’ve mentioned, I switched jobs in April — my new employer happens to be one of the major sponsors of the TCS New York Marathon. I was just checking my work email, randomly, on a Saturday night when I noticed “guaranteed entry to the New York Marathon.” I read it. I was intrigued. And… Continue reading Where I run the New York Marathon
Where I remember I’m Daddy Runs a Lot
Sometimes, I need to remind myself who I am. I’m a father, a son, a brother, a husband, a musician, some kind of weird technical person, a joker, a weekend toker, Some people call me Maurice. And I am Daddy Runs a Lot. What am I not? Daddy Writes a Lot1 So I’ve abandoned you,… Continue reading Where I remember I’m Daddy Runs a Lot
Where I return with stories of changes, running, and of course, random
It hasn’t been my choice to disappear . . . I’ve written before, about “not making a priority” for key things in my life. And, as loathe as I am to say it, blogging has not been a priority as of late. Part of the story of why I haven’t been around here is quite… Continue reading Where I return with stories of changes, running, and of course, random
Where I share a few fun stories about my kids
Just before Thanksgiving, we went as a family to visit New York City, which included a trip over the river to Medieval Times. There, Leila got a “jewel,” a blue glass paperweight shaped like a cut gem. After the show, we went back to the hotel, and in the morning, the kids were playing with… Continue reading Where I share a few fun stories about my kids
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