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I didn't get to the gym tonight. I went last night. Instead of resting, I felt like a lump so at around 11:30pm I put on my running togs, pulled on a watch cap, stuck my MiniDisc player into one sock, my keys in another, stuck them onto my hands, and hit the road.
Gym gym gym gym gym gym gym gym
Since the rentals of the fine singles down at the Thompsons boat center is discontinued for the season, I am now spending a heck of a lot of time at the WSC.
You Know You're in Hawaii When
If you have never been to Hawaii for an extended stay, lived there, grew-up there, or live there, the following will be basically meaningless, unless you're Mark or Leigh, who Grokked it all right away! Aloha!
Susan Stamberg's Cranberry Relish Recipe
Here, with Susan Stamberg's footnotes, is the recipe she reads on the air every year: Mama Stamberg's Cranberry Relish Recipe
What Chris' Friends Think He Knows
When I wrote a blog post about what Mark thought I knew, my friends added a bunch...
What Is It That Chris Knows?
I asked Mark to put together a list of all the sort of arcane knowledge that he never hesitates to call me about: to plumb my depths of arcana. To follow, the list
Nicole Sponsors Successful Summit
History was made on September 29, 2002, when Miss Nicole Wilson acted as peacemaker between 'the old boyfriend' and 'the new boyfriend' at a pot-luck gathering fabricated to be a comfortable and soothing 'Meeting of the Boys.'
Science Stumped by Nicole Wilson
According the Journal, Science, the probability of Nicole Wilson being both cute and smart is infinitesimal.
Farming In A Lilac Shirt by Leo Dangel
I wake up at 6:30 AM for only one reason and that's because Garrison Keillor is on then as the mellifluous reader-of-poetry on the daily Writer's Almanac. I rarely feel compelled to follow-up, but this poem has been in my Palm's to-do list since it was aired. I hope you enjoy it. Be sure to listen to it read by Garrison Keillor.
11 Miles-a-Day on the River
I have been so distant from the site for a while because I have been obsessed with rowing a rented Single around 11-miles up and down the Potomac river.
What's Another Word for Bingo?
Thanks to Miss Nicole's amazing zest for life (joie de vivre!) and organizational skills, a group of us attended the Tuesday Drag Bingo at Club Chaos. It was like buttah!
Run, Chris! Run
As reported by Nicole Wilson, I started running again -- after ten years -- on Sep 24, 2002
Post Mortem of Grotto Whole House Party
The night went exceptionally smoothly. Estimates of 200-300 people. All the cool kids were to come -- and most did.
Collecting My Family on 9/11
When I realized the import of what was going on, I called Michelle Nolan, my recent Ex, and told her that I was jumping into the Jeep and dashing back over to Dupont so that I could collect her from her 10th floor condo, right up the street from the State Department and relatively close to the Executive Branch. And she lives in a Studio apartment, one wall of which is glass. And she lives with our dog Suzi.
Upon Arrival at the Grotto on 9/11
Upon returning to the Grotto, my pad, I joined Kate and Isa on the blue Ikea loveseat. They were hunched over, squinting at the little Sony 19" TV with all their might. The room was dark. Kate told me my mom had called to tell me what was going on. When she called, Kate and Isa had turned on the TV. Neither of them watches. Only my obsessive NPR-listening kept me informed as returned from Michelle's.
Lincoln Park and the Explosion on 9/11
I returned to the Hill, and was rounding Lincoln park, on 11th Street, SE, and I heard an enormous, muffled, but distant blast. There were rumors on the radio that there was a bomb at the State Department. Michelle works at the State Department.
Driving the Jeep Home on 9/11
I must have spent some time with Michelle, as she was under the weather, because on my drive back from Michelle's pad in Dupont, I had the windows rolled down and Morning Edition on the radio. It was then that I heard about the 0850 and 0904 crashes into the World Trade Center. First into the first Twin Tower (as I knew them) and then the second, respectively.
Chez Michelle
A year ago this morning at 0719, 11 September 2001, I woke up with Michelle. Michelle had recently moved out of our shared apartment and into her new condo in the Chandra Levy building in deepest, darkest Dupont, Washington, DC, US.
September 21st ZPugDC meeting at GWU, near Foggy Bottom Metro
Thanks to Michael McLay and GWU, we have a place, a time, and a date for the next Zope Python User Group Meeting. The next ZPug will meet on Saturday, 21 September, 2002, at the Tompkins Hall of Engineering on the GW campus. Rejoice!
The Defilement of the Bean
I just returned from grabbing my my morning coffee. I usually stop at Starbucks for a Venti Americano. I believe its a few shots of espresso and steaming hot water. I drink it black. The obese woman ahead of me exited the store, at 9am, with a Venti Gargantuan Iced White Mocha Chocolate Frapuccino with whipped cream and chocolate sauce.
Un Petit Mot de News
Another sweet missive from our globe-trotting Golden Child, Miss Kate Turner. Kate is on her way back soon, from an extended stay in India. In both the palacial homes of friends from Washington, as well as in a Yoga Ashram as an acolyte Yogini. To follow is her latest email to the posse list.
Happy Birthday Mark Harrison
Happy birthday to you, happy birthday to you, happy birthday dear Mark, happy birthday to you. How old are you now? How old are you now? As old as a Sow, now? Happy birthday to you. Happy birthday to you, you live in a Zoo, you look like a monkey and you smell like one too.
Man, Woman; DC, Annapolis
I am responding to Nicole Wilson's article entitled "Gyms- Too Gay or To Gaze?" wherein she compares the gym culture of Washington, DC, and Annapolis, MD.
Sqeak Squeak the Rat is Dead
Squeak Squeak! The Rat is dead! Which old Rat? The Wicked Rat! Squeak Squeak! The Wicked Rat is dead.
Why I Don't Have Post Traumatic Stress Disorder Post 9-11
There is a study I heard reported this morning on NPR that explored the effects of Post Traumatic Stress Disorder (PTSD) on New Yorkers and then on the rest of the nation.
Harry Potter, Oxford, and the Whole Enchilada
I am freshly home from ten days in the UK. Most of the time was spent in Oxford while attending a conference at the University; the rest was spent with delightful friends nearer to London.
London Life After Dark Sunday
London just after dark and into the night near Piccadilly and so forth Just Isn't Cricket.
London, the Baroness, and Me
I spend the entire morning unable to connect with any of my mates in London.
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