Everybody wins
at Thursday Night Laundry.

Commuticable diseases
This morning I tried out that hour plus commute that so many of my neighbors seem to enjoy. What's all the fuss? I had a lovely run to work, except that one section that made me want to vomit.

One for the Gipper
I stalked the sidelines in my khakis and dress shoes. I hollered. I bossed. I cheered. I coached. I didn't play Ultimate. I wanted to, but I didn't. One small victory for me; let's see how the team does.