It was late, it had been a long day, I’d just muscled my way through Atlanta rush hour traffic and I was hungry. It was too late to eat with Mary Jo, and I was too beat to go home and stare into the pantry trying to come up with something for dinner. I imagine I could… Read More JD goes to Wendy’s
A few quick updates to the ol’ blog at the beginning of a new year. Watch your step: *** For years in our house, we have celebrated birthday weeks. One day of cake and ice cream won’t do for us. We need a full seven days to get down that 12-inch fudge-covered yellow-cake monstrosity and a couple half-gallons of… Read More Starting again
Here we are. Stomachs in knots and bone dead-tired, we made it. In a few hours, we’ll have a new president. All I can think is, Free at Last, Free at Last, Thank God Almighty I’m Free at Last After a deafening and depressing election season overrun with emails, gutter talk, late-night tweets, leaks, serious accusations and ridiculous claims, we’re ready… Read More The End is Here
The whole idea of 10,000 steps, as it’s understood among the health conscious, evidently originated in Japan in the 1960s with something called manpo-kei. I’d like to report that manpo-kei has some deep, inscrutable meaning — he who walks well moves like the dragonfly; or, with each step a life is enriched in 10,000 ways. But near as… Read More An ode to 10,000
I’m on the elliptical Friday morning, sweating like a fat New Yorker on the D train at 5 o’clock in late July — I’m really, really sweaty, is what I’m saying — and I look up at the TV and see the calm, cool, preternaturally well-groomed Mike Pence on the Today show set. (Pence’s hair… Read More Sweating it out
Even in a metropolitan area of 6 million people or so, you can find a nice place to breathe, if you know where to look. We don’t get down to the Chattahoochee River much. Last time I was there was probably when Luke and I took a rafting trip eight or 10 years ago. But… Read More Hooch
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