Running
As a bookend to my first 2012 race, I can now confirm my last event for the year. Last night, I received email confirmation for my entry into the New Year’s Double in Allen, TX. And not a moment to spare for 2012: I’ll be running the half
This principle that the earth belongs to the living and not to the dead is of very extensive application and consequences in every country…
Running
I’m registered for the Dallas White Rock ‘n Roll 5 Miler, my first race for 2012. I’m not looking to bust out a PR. Instead, I’m going to run with my friend Tom.
Running
Proto-clydesdales like myself have a hate-meh relationship with the Boston Athletic Association, which puts on the annual Boston Marathon. It’s been a contributor to a polarization within the running community, a division between elites and turbo-stragglers. The former — runners fast enough to actually qualify for Boston — think that the
Note: this is a reprint of a 2004 story from my old website. I am almost positive I am exaggerating, but then again it wouldn’t be one of my stories if I wasn’t! I remember every detail about the first time I almost died. Everything…except for the
Running
Today it was announced that The Dallas White Rock Marathon was shifting its start/finish from Fair Park to downtown Dallas, specifically near the new Omni Hotel. While such a move will surely please out-of-towners (as it provides start/finish proximity to hotels), this in-tower thinks it sucks. And apparently
Bruce Hall
Below may be evidence of the most-glorious day of my life: the day I walked onto a stage and played lead guitar in a rock-and-roll band. By “stage”, I mean “corner of the Bruce Hall lobby.” And “played lead guitar” is admittedly misleading. To be frank, I was rocking a
Appearances
My wife has an incurable & devastating neurological disease which affects the lives of her and everyone she loves. I serve as her primary caregiver. Come to hear my advice on how her condition is one of the best things that could ever happen to us — or you. That was
It is what it is. You just gotta let it go and turn the page. You gotta keep working. What else can you do?
Micha
This is the story of how I met my twin sister Micha. One might think that twins meet each other before anyone else, but things are rarely that simple in my world. In the summer of 1989, my parents moved across the Metroplex, from tony North Dallas to the rural
Bruce Hall
Image credit: Dalboz17 Over the Thanksgiving holiday, I deviated from my regular Food Nazism and purchased some Golden Grahams. Kind of like how you take pride in the sheer number of years since you last threw up, it dawned on me that over a decade had passed since I last
Travel
Several years ago, I had the fortune to spend two weeks in Waterbury, VT, working on a technology project for one short week. It was an exciting trip, as it was the first (and only) time I had ben that deep into Nw England — and I fell in love instantly.
Note: this is a reprint of an interview I did last year For several years, my neighborhood has been visible from space. It started with a handful of lights. By handful, I mean 10,000 individual Christmas lights, which is already a Griswoldian achievement in my eyes. Four years later,
Photography
Photography
