NC Primaries, voting, exercising, celebrating with 675ers, and a little karaoke…

It seems rather unlikely that two things would happen on the same day, that you thought would never happen in your entire life, and you’d forget to put them in your daily blog, but that’s exactly what happened yesterday. Without further ado, here they are: Andy Griffith—yes, Andy Taylor, Sheriff of Mayberry, that very one—called me yesterday, … Read more

Exercise pays off bigtime, a provocative ad, editing, exercising, and a delicious din-din…

I received an e-mail today from my doctor, with the big health payoff news I’ve been hoping for—the results of my blood work: The good news, of course, is that my overall cholesterol count has moved back down in the normal range (under 200 at 198). Even sweeter, though, is the dramatic change in my HDLs … Read more

Jamerica, mundane-ities, 5 Things I Hate About Cruises, exercising, and chilling…

“Jamerica the Beautiful” People of a very religious disposition have been known to see the face of Jesus in a slice of burnt toast, or the Virgin Mary’s silhouette in a tree. Map-nuts similarly observe simulacra of states and continents in everyday objects. “I’ve seen photos of clouds resembling maps, pancake surface patterns,” writes Bjørn … Read more

Into the gym, and a Web 2.0 kind of day…

I was up at 8:30 this morning and had a sweet, good-morning instant message conversation with Robert. During a breakfast of a yolk-less hard-boiled egg, one turkey sausage patty, some deliciously ripe cantaloupe, and coffee, I read the news online, including my daily perusal of the obituaries. “You might be an emotional sap if…”  you, too, … Read more

Food prepping with comments, Heliosing, Twittering, Exercising, and Partying…

I met Kevin (av8rdude) at Bruegger’s @ Mission Valley, just before 10:00, where we each had a pumpernickel bagel with light, plain cream cheese, and some Rain Forest Nut coffee. It was all good. Marginal scenery today. Back home, I did two loads of laundry—one lights, one darks. While that was going on, I did … Read more

Finch’s with Myra, corpse ties, good week / bad week, exercising, and dancing…

I picked up Myra at CECE, and drove us down to Finch’s for breakfast. Of course, we sat in “Ann’s section,” and of course she started off with, “How ya doin’, baby?” I thought like a fat person and had their sausage and cheddar omelet, which came with hash browns and toast. At least I recognized that I … Read more

Breakfast @ the Farmer’s Market, dinner at Five Star, the fourth meal @ IHOP…

Robert and I had a mid-morning breakfast at the Farmer’s Market restaurant right after Robert picked up a caramel cake right there in the market. We beat “the church crowd,” and once again, had the best French Toast in town. Yum! As an aside: There are two tables-for-two, one by each window, along one wall … Read more