Feliz Navidad to all! Another Christmas at the Michigan branch of WordNerd Manor.
Except that you can see the new bridge—still not complete, but on its way there. They suck. No Christmas wishes for the bastards of the Washtenaw County Road Commission—or the ways and means committee.
I had heard of people breaking out into song on the Metro during the holiday season, but hadn’t experienced it myself. However, upon boarding today, a trio standing near the middle doors of my Metro car were humming a bit. When the train started moving, they broke out into a lovely rendition of [...]
I have been meaning to post this ever since I saw the first bowl game being played on ESPN thanks to my gym, but I finally remembered to post about it today:
I don’t have to watch a bowl game this year for work! Yay! I don’t have sit through three hours of boredom [...]
But don’t worry if you don’t get the following skit, or any other skit from The Kids in the Hall for that matter. I believe, in order to get it, you have to either grow up 45 minutes from the Canadian border, go to school there, or just be kind of insane. My [...]
Pretty snappy title, eh? I sometimes think it’s true given how I interact with my friends. I once asked IP why our friends don’t tend to like us. “Because we’re mean,” he supplied helpfully. Oh, he’s always so right! But going on . . .
As Christmas in Michigan approaches, I have to admit I’m looking [...]
So, as my immediate running future is decided by registering for the Cherry Blossom 10 Mile Run, I’m starting to ponder my next marathon. While I definitely want to do Chicago at some point, I’m thinking of actually holding off on that thought. I’m thinking that perhaps it might be wiser to do [...]
I don’t know if I really believe that because I am a notorious grinch (I think even IP is a bit disappointed in my lack of enthusiasm), but I decided to at least decorate my blog if not my apartment. If you’d like to comment, comments are right below the categories at the top [...]
This is a story about a ruggedly handsome man, his beautiful girlfriend and his poster. It is a story about crushing setbacks, perseverance and love. It is a story for the ages.
Saturday morning dawned crisp and clear, with little hint of the biting cold that the Washington DC area had just endured. I had only [...]
