Life
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It Keeps Me Running
From a 5K to 5 miles, my longest run ever, which I completed last night. Woo hoo! Damn, I love my Nike+iPod! 10K, here I come.
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The Weekend in Pictures
From top to bottom: 1) The Lovely Miss Katie and her sister Jenny at he birthday dinner at ‘inoteca; 2) a dragonfly at the Brooklyn Botanic Garden; 3) we convinced Jeff to stay in town so that we wouldn’t have to drive upstate (thanks, Jeff!); 4) after drinking wine in Jenn & Carolyn’s backyard
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Just Catchin’ Up
First of all, in case anyone was wondering what was up with yesterday’s post, Vox is a new blogging system that’s in previews right now. I’ve been playing around with it — let me know if you’d like an invitation. Not sure I like the way it displays here on TypePad when you cross-post, though.
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Now Where Have I Heard This Before?
courtesy of Gaping Void
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Back on the Chain Gang
Just a quickie post before heading off to Delaware for the weekend. Saw the Pretenders last night with Rob Y. at Roseland Ballroom. All I’m sayin’ is that I hope I can rock that hard when I am Chrissie Hynde’s age. I have one more week of craziness and then I’m of to Hawaii —
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A Subway Scene
Scene: A crowded, unairconditioned subway, drenched (from the torrential downpour and from sweat) on the way home from the Philharmonic concert in Central Park (thanks, Teddi, for organizing!). I am with Gabe, a friend. We’re chatting the whole way about this, that and the other thing. We’re both standing for a chunk of the trip
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The Numbers Game
I was reading "The Taming of the Slur," a recent article in the New York Times about the use of the word slut — essentially how it was overused to the point that it really didn’t mean so much these days. The article was very interesting, but I read one statistic in it that nearly
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Another Two Minutes Towards My 15
This morning, in my pre-caffeine fog, I found myself standing next to someone in my office cafeteria. "You look familiar," he said. Well, yeah, I thought to myself. We work in the same office. It’s big, but not that big. "Do you write for Gothamist?" "Yes!" I replied. We introduced ourselves and I went on