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the old days

Things change, the old clich√© If we knew now what we knew yesterday Oh, we couldn’t give it away — the prophet aimee mann Back in the old days, I would have gone out today to run 3 miles. I … Continue reading

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i am a murderer

He wore Italian shoes Like that’s supposed to mean something — the prophet larkin Today’s my First Official Rest Day ¬©, so I’m walking with Mo at the track. We’re surveying the damage to the trees after the chainsaw guys … Continue reading

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don juan is where you find him

all your life you were only waiting for this moment to arise — the prophet mccartney I go to the track fearful for the trees. My fears were not unfounded. Both trees that provide the track with a bit of … Continue reading

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but no sightings of flying monkeys

A monsoon storm roars into our neighborhood. The wind is knocking down trees. Stuff is rolling around on the roof, which may or may not be coming off. The rain is torrential. The National Weather Service alerts are going off … Continue reading

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shoes, part 2

If you spend a bunch of years running, you gradually learn what works for you. No matter how many good things you read about one shoe or how much someone else likes another, it’s all a matter of what works … Continue reading

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