Running Every Minute of It

I have finally gotten back to running. Well, I've been running and walking a fair bit lately, except the last couple of weeks. And then today was so nice I had to step out, and got to use my new toy - a GPS watch that tells you your pace and your distance. That, plus a new sound track had me running an extra quarter mile, compared to my last runs on the trail.

Now that I'm juicing, I'm hoping that my energy and recovery periods will improve. I'll keep you posted. and, let me know if you have any juicing suggestions. I have tried the Kale and Beet juice and I have to admit, it's pretty gut wrenching. It really reminds me of wheat grass. That intense green and slightly poisonous taste. I guess at some point it gets refreshing or energizing, but for now, it's just nasty.

On other fronts, who needs to be told to go to a doctor if you have an erection that lasts more than four hours... seriously, I think maybe a call to the doctor might be in order after a mere hour long erection. I gotta stop paying so much attention to commercials, they are too distracting.

So you think you can Blog

I'm watching yet another reality-esque show, called, So you think you can dance.
It's a fun show and they work pretty hard to be real in their critiques as well as nice about it. The Simon Cowell type judge is actually just tough in my opinion, not freakishly inconsiderate.

And I began to wonder, what would it take to start a reality game called "so you think you can blog." I'm not sure it would really have good production values as, you'd have to find a way to make writing exciting. However, as a passive game, to watch and read might be interesting.

It would pre-suppose that there is such as thing as "good" blogging and that some blogs are better than others. In the same sense that we have awards for books being especially good in some category, this would be the Man Booker Award for blogs. I'm not sure what the application process would looks like, and I'm not sure that there would be a very interesting "worst of" set of blogs. Mostly I've found that blogs that are not great, are simply not great.

I can see it now, film of writer's block and all the crazy things writers do to have something interesting and new to report about their lives... It might work...

On other fronts, in my lowbrow, despicable quadrant, Hulu has a new rumor that they will start to require payment for at least some content in 2010. I'm completely bummed. I'd rather get it on netfilx... sorry hulu, but this is what my xbox elite is for.

Perhaps, I'm just greedy. I mean are we just so certain that everything should be free on-line? Maybe it's for the best, but I wish that they'd admitted that was the plan from the beginning. But that might have scared people off from trying the site, so I guess they did the right thing for the product.

Eating for Tu-mors

OK, so I've recently found out that I'm eating for two. but WAIT... before you break out cigars or champagne, or cards and oneseys... I'm eating for two and one of us is a Tumor.

Fortunately, not cancer, just a tumor. And extra piece of something in my body that just want to hang out, horde my blood, and grow. Eventually we will have a space issue. So this can't be a permanent arrangement, but for now I think I'll call it Hester. It just feels right.

I have to confess, it's not really that recent that I found out. I've had a couple of months to develop a proper sense of humor about it -- believe me, it did take a little bit of spin to get there, but here I am! And, it's strange to be here, in the midst of the minor tragedies common to adulthood, things suddenly got sort of major... and now it's back to relatively minor.


The second opinion, IS on the horizon.



Well, I'm actually avoiding the second opinion, but not without hope. I'm hoping to reduce the difficulty of the next operation by getting fit. The hope is that by getting healthier, if another operation is needed, I'll recover faster and more comfortably.


I'm almost ready... rather, we're almost ready.

The Cultural Anthropology of Catalogs

I am looking through my mail and realizing that I have become a target of catalogs. Catalogs for clothing. New ones seem to come on a regular basis and I... I read them. I love the experience of discovering a new perspective in fashion, a new attitude, portrayed through clothing.

And as I settle in and imagine the person I could be, if only I had these clothes, I begin to wonder. Mostly I wonder about quality. Is this great quality clothing? or great quality photography? It's a tough call. So the first order from a new catalogue needs to be conservative. No matter how excited you may be about the order, attitude, color, whatever, the discipline needs to be there to keep from overindulging in what may prove to be a bad investment.

Sometimes it is hard to resist.

But what does it mean to have this catalogue relationship? How can I assess when catalogues move from being a convenience to being an obsession? Is there a number of catalogues that indicate that I have crossed a line?

ANgry in the AM

Well, I think it's a good metric, that when the world's largest dance mob can't cheer you up, you're in trouble and probably should go back to bed. Check this out... even in my sour mood I had to watch it three times before I left for work this morning.

By my first meeting I was full of joy, and dance mob goodness. I mean really, if over 2o thousand people can get it together that well, I can get something done at work.

Sangria is coming Sangria is coming

That's right folks - Sangria night is right around the corner. After months of the staid and safe "wine tastings" at my place I thought why not flip the switch. So, now all the cool kids are coming out of the wood work and the steady winos are pulling up stakes and skipping the month.

I asked everyone to either bring sangria or a tapa. And everyone except one decided on Tapas! Well. I have been to the mountain and the mountain has Sangria Recipes. And I have chosen... we'll find out tomorrow if I have chosen wisely.

By way of preview the Sangria's of choice are.

1. Sparkling Sangria, basically a Bellini with booze marinated fruit.
2. Strawberry Rose Sangria, think of every Strawberry flavored product you could put in a drink (including strawberries) and add a strawberry flavored Rose wine and well, that's Rose Strawberry Sangria
3. Hottie Sangria. no this is not wishful thinking. thus stuff actually has a jalapeno in it! And then the usual suspects.
4. All In Sangria, I have made up the name because I put in everything I had left after making the other sangria and not finding all the ingredients for the other two recipes I wanted to make.

After making these four Sangrias I have the following advice...

1. It's probably better to have a recipe when you don't know what you're doing.
2. Don't cut up the Jalapeno on the same cutting board as the other fruit.
3. Don't cut up the Jalapeno first.
4. Don't cut up the Jalapeno and then touch your eye, mouth or any other body part with out washing your hands twice.
5. Recipes are really quite a good idea.

On other fronts, Cardio Dance has grown a new head and it is Latino. Yes folks, I have succumbed to Zumba. That spazy, Latin-inspired cardio class with lots of yelling and gyrating. Me likey!

It does it to me every time...

OK. I came home. hungry and a little irritable. And I turned on HBO. What was playing... E.T. the Extra Terrestrial. First off, I have to say that this movie is genius and enduring. I know what's coming and yet I cry like a baby. every time. AND, this movie is appealing on so many levels. It's a buddy movie, a prison break movie, a tragic love story and depending on my mood it can strike me at multiple levels. Genius. The only thing that distracts me now is the similarities between the E.T. sound track and the sound track to Star Wars... Check it out some time. It is almost disorienting. I half expect Han Solo to pop up from behind E.T. with a light saber... E.T. I am your Father.

A little chanel surfing after the movie and I run across. 36 hour Cialis or Cialis for Daily use... uhhh... why not Cialis for every 36 hour use... I love how drug companies tweek formulas so they can get another patent or what not. There have been cases where the drug company changed the coating on a pill and get a new patent -- fascinating. More later.