These things do not follow one another

As elec­tion day nears, I’m remind­ing myself of a few impor­tant things that the Repub­li­cans would like me to ignore.

First: Believ­ing that Sad­dam Hus­sein should have been removed from pow­er is not the same as believ­ing that an essen­tial­ly uni­lat­er­al first strike was called for. I believe the first, but not the sec­ond. As I believe that democ­ra­cy works only when cit­i­zens par­tic­i­pate, I believe that inter­na­tion­al treaty orga­ni­za­tions like the UN can only func­tion when mem­ber states, and … Read the rest

Morning

Trou­ble sleep­ing again last night. It’s strange; almost all my life I’ve had trou­ble get­ting to sleep and trou­ble wak­ing up. Even as a child, I remem­ber watch­ing the hands of the clock go an hour or two after I was put to bed. Every morn­ing there was a strug­gle between me and my par­ents to get me out of bed and ready for the day.

This is why, although I’m pay­ing atten­tion to my recent trou­ble sleep­ing with some con­cern … Read the rest

Street Hill Blues

I ran my five mile Twin Peaks route today in 47:01. I was hop­ing to do the hill run in 45:00; I’d like to be run­ning nine min­utes to the mile even on the hills. But that might not be real­is­tic right now. I pushed real­ly damn hard and that was all I could do. My legs were hurt­ing pret­ty bad up the hill, prob­a­bly because I ran yes­ter­day and then fol­lowed that up … Read the rest

Much better today

Slept eight hours, from 10pm to 6am. Got up and did 20 min­utes of sit­ting med­i­ta­tion. On the scale at 176 pounds, which some­how seems safer than yes­ter­day’s 174. Maybe psy­cho­log­i­cal, but los­ing sev­en pounds in nine days is less scary than los­ing nine pounds in eight days. I’m chalk­ing those oth­er two pounds up to dehy­dra­tion and call­ing it a day.… Read the rest

Oh, this ain’t healthy.

Start­ed with bare­ly eat­ing yes­ter­day. I guess I only ate break­fast the day before, but my stom­ach has been tied up in knots and I haven’t been hun­gry. I’m hav­ing to choke down Clif bars just to get by. Of course, liv­ing on Clif bars is con­ceiv­ably enough to cause my stom­ach to be tied up. Must look up “causal­i­ty” in the dic­tio­nary some day.

I slept OK Mon­day night, but last night I went to sleep at about 11pm … Read the rest

Date report

Went out on a date tonight. Saw Hero at the Park­way, which was OK, and then to cof­fee on Pied­mont in Oaktown.

We had some pleas­ant con­ver­sa­tion, and none of it was exact­ly forced, but it was all real­ly basic “oh, so what’s your job like?” stuff. I recall think­ing that she’s real nice and all, but that we did­n’t seem to have any­thing in common.

Oh well. Gath­er­ing infor­ma­tion and all, right? I got to go to a movie … Read the rest

The Time Tracker saga continues

Every­one got anoth­er mes­sage today with my race results. Here’s my lat­est missive:

Thanks again for this expla­na­tion, but I still don’t see why I and every­one else on my list are con­tin­u­ing to receive mes­sages from your com­pa­ny 72 hours after the race fin­ished. Sure­ly this is not what you intend­ed your sys­tem to do. It’s def­i­nite­ly not what was advertised.

This is absurd. Is there any way to stop these mes­sages from spam­ming my friends? This was sup­posed

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My apologies to the friends I spammed today

I signed up for a ser­vice that was offered on the USHalf.com web­site. For $3 per num­ber, this com­pa­ny said that they would send my split times and fin­ish­ing time to the cell­phones or email address­es I spec­i­fied. Now, in my mind, three dol­lars is a bit steep for send­ing out an email to an SMS gate­way, espe­cial­ly when I had to do the work of find­ing out the email address­es of my friends’ SMS email gate­ways. But it … Read the rest

Meme Quiz stolen from xanadutoo

NAME A CD YOU OWN THAT NO-ONE ELSE ON YOUR FRIENDS LIST HAS:

Con Repe­tizione, by Con­rad Schnit­zler. Strange Ger­man elec­tron­ic exper­i­men­tal music.

NAME A BOOK YOU OWN THAT NO-ONE ELSE ON YOUR FRIENDS LIST HAS:

The Joy of Hand­set­ting Type by Fred C. Williams. Pret­ty sure about this. Maybe some of my friends share my inter­est in set­ting type by hand, but since my copy says it is #89 of 125 print­ed, I bet none has one of the oth­er 124Read the rest