Monday, February 4, 2013
Primal
I needed to get that out.
Stay hungry!
Monday, February 14, 2011
Introduction
Welcome to my memoirs.
These are not traditional memoirs of prose constructed into structure and coherent plot. These are not extraordinary tales of occurrences only ever experienced by a select few. These are a community of work, a collection of thoughts with one common thread. I hope that before anything makes it out to the general public grammar is corrected, sentences are made more clear, stories are made more interesting, chapters are added and removed. Names can be changed, even the by line. Insert author here.
If some high school student wants to turn this in for a creative writing assignment, that's fine. If some ex girlfriend wants to make me look like [more of?] a douche, all the power to her. If this gets taken into the woods and left there, only to be discovered by a distressed hiker and used to light a campfire for a night.
Now that the introduction is done, on with the main event.
Tuesday, February 23, 2010
Bad things man, bad things.
On a brighter note, it looks like I'll be entertaining for Shabbat. The first time I'm having people over since I've moved in here, I'm excited. An excuse to cook is always welcome - so long as I don't have to bake.
Wednesday, February 3, 2010
Miami - Friends, Family and Racing.
Friday: I left
I was [eventually] greeted by a disheveled and hung over Jill Brenner, booze seeping out her pours with a lingering hint of a Cheerios aroma. Oye. Quickly realizing that her sunglasses were not just for fashion, but part of a medical cure for headaches - my only choice was to demand that we go to the beach immediately where we could consume mass quantities of greasy seafood. This was followed with the Health expo and Race number pick up.
Friday night was full of drinks, good company, and tons of live music. Including the restaurant Dexter frequently eats at and a dueling piano bar that plays covers of pop songs. Bitchin.’ Little did I know, but every bar we went to I would later recognize on my 26.2 mile tour of town.
Saturday, we went back to the beach before checking out Skully's Tavern, from Diners - Drive-ins and Dives. My review is GREAT food, but quite lacking in the drink menu. No joke, the beer selection was 100% Miller or Budweiser. Drink disappointment aside, I had escargot for the first time. It's also worth mentioning that Jill and my dining preferences work together famously. In all, we had the Beef and Barley soup, Escargot, Dolphin spread, Blue Cheese encrusted lamb, broccoli, fingerling potatoes. I was eneveitably rolled out of the joint.
Following Skully's, Jill decided to kick my ass in backgammon a few times at a wine bar that was more like a wine vending machine. I was truly at her mercy. We called it a night early knowing that we had to wake up at O-dark-hundred hours.
Sunday morning.
If I were to describe the
The main thing that kept me going was the fact that my brother and sister in law had come down to watch me. I kept thinking to myself, if they can drive hours to see me, I owe it to them to make them wait however long it takes to finish, dangit! In the end, my time was not notable (4:40) but I FINISHED!
Sunday night there were two football games going on, I made the right choice of which to attend. There was the pro-bowl for all the has-been losers. And there was a Miami U Coed IM flag football game full of action, carnage and amazing feats of athleticism.
Monday morning I had to say goodbye to