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The Honda is on the fritz again. Recently, I walked out of my apartment to the sight of the tailpipe hanging precariously off of the muffler. One little tap of my toe, and the tip of the pipe went clattering to the asphalt, effectively circumcising my car. And here, all along I thought she was…

Me: “I wish I had the recipe for this soup.” Cashier: “Do you have the internet?” Me: [long pause] “You mean… the World Wide Web?” Cashier: [solemnly serious face] “Yes.” Me: “Um… yeah… I think they have that on the computers these days.”

First of all, I would like to thank God for creating bodies and physical activities. I could not have done this without you. I need to thank my dear mother, first and foremost for giving birth to me, and secondly, for recently gifting me with some high-quality wicking shirts and shorts. It made this entire…

With the recent purchase of both new hiking boots AND new running shoes, I woke up this morning not sure which pair I should break in today. But then I remembered my CamelBak that was also waiting to be inaugurated, and since I love that oh-so-satisfactory click it makes when the mouthpiece magnetically sticks to…

Yesterday, our family friend Otto was taken off of life-support, and died in the late afternoon. His life was cut tragically short, and there are no words to explain why. There is nothing to say to his wife and family. There is no silver lining. He is gone, and I don’t know what to say…

Last week, I went shopping for new running shoes. As I have mentioned before, I hate shoe shopping with the fire of a thousand suns. I have the hardest time finding shoes that fit well, that are comfortable, and that don’t look like the white Reeboks my grandma wears to “the club.” So I decided…

If you want to really piss me off, take away my internet connection. And then force me to watch the full 2 hours and 20 minutes of “Flyboys” in an 80 degree apartment, while depriving myself of wine and beginning the monstrous task of packing up my life. Oh, and while you’re at it, could…

As I am wrapping up my time in my charming, cozy little apartment, I have been feeling very sentimental. So I decided to document my home. Something to show the grandkids… or watch on repeat while I’m living out of my Honda, crying over the reality of living out of a suitcase for MONTHS AND…

The title? That’s the end of the story. Now, let’s start at the beginning. My Memorial Day weekend was among the top-most-fun weekends ever! My friend Jenn from Denver, who I had not seen for probably 6 years, came to visit. I suppose that there was potential for awkwardness, given how long it had been…

Certain events of this weekend have opened my eyes to some weighty issues surrounding a) what I need, and b) what I own. As in, a) what I have too few of, and b) what I have too much of. As in, a) shoes, and b) everything else. Let us begin with a). Seriously, I…