I wrote a little while ago about the things I wear for running in New England’s winter temps. Irresistibly fascinating stuff, I know, but nowhere near as thrilling as listing what I wander in on mornings like yesterday and today. … Continue reading
Monthly Archives: January 2010
After some wrong-address faffing about (I’m actually not in Rochester, Minnesota this winter), I received a couple of new pairs of running shoes yesterday. I mentioned some time ago that I’ve stopped regularly patronizing the two more-or-less local running shops … Continue reading
I just dug this out of one of the digital piles of detritus cluttering up my computer. It’s still moderately amusing, but I especially like it because the punch line has been obsolete since 2004. Three weeks to pitchers and … Continue reading
D the painter, one of my old scoutmates, came by today to paint two flashing patches we had to apply to the house because the place has recently become a woodpecker magnet. He finished them off in no time, then … Continue reading
I’m missing the New Hampshire contingent a lot these days. It’s been a month since I’ve seen them. Fortunately, H and B will be here in a week and A will later arrive for a couple of days before they … Continue reading
I’ve been spending a lot of time with my father lately (86 on January 14…happy birthday, Dad!), and our conversation the other day somehow turned to numbers. He reeled off his parents’ ancient phone number (PLaza 3-2611). I saw him … Continue reading
I was at the grocery store yesterday, and the checkout woman asked me if I qualified for a senior discount. (How could she tell?) I said, “What does it take?” “You have to be 62.” “Nope. Wait! Tomorrow! I’ll be … Continue reading
You know how you sometimes get a tune stuck in your head, and you go around humming—or God forbid, singing—“Bésame Mucho” all day? (“Hold me my darling and say that you’ll always be mine … The rapture of love makes … Continue reading
A decade or so ago, Yvon Chouinard famously laid out the difference between climbing ethics and climbing style. “Ethics,” he said, “are so that you don’t screw it up for the next guy; and style is so you don’t delude … Continue reading
I’m not going to New Zealand in February. Other issues have arisen, and I won’t be able to accept a place even if one opens up. I was all packed, too, like a kid anticipating summer camp. But other exciting … Continue reading