I woke up this morning to the sounds of city buses and cars honking 10 floors below my hotel window on 7th Ave and 55th St in Midtown Manhattan. Today is the beginning of our third day here. I'm able to walk, this morning, about as well as Bambi did at his first appearance in [...]
Posts from ‘March, 2007’
Days Eight, Nine and Ten: with the answers in the fluid in the stem of the spine
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I've slacked off on my updates so much now that last Wednesday and Thursday sort of blur together in my head and I only vaguely remember what happened when. So, I'll just make up the parts I can't remember in such a sly fashion that you won't even know I'm making them up.
I [...]
Day Seven: exits to freeways twisted like knots on fingers
Yesterday, was all about politics.
I got to work as late as I could, still very tired from the long day before. I gave a status update when I arrived. Then another on a call to my boss and her director. Then another, to a team full of directors from across the nation. Then another to [...]
Day Five and Six: you get the ankles and I'll get the wrists
I never had a chance to fill you in on Sunday, so here we go.
I had a Late Brunch — okay fine, it was Lunch — at Barbieri's: very diner feeling; nice wait staff; well priced; clean; tasty; filled with a good mix of people and conversation. It's not really the kind of place you [...]
Day Four: you know but that you go on
It rained all day yesterday. For a guy who occupies his free time with photography, that's a bad thing especially considering how much free time he had. Today won't be much better. Instead of rain, there's snow.
I got up early intending to have breakfast at the B'Ville Diner in Baldwinsville. Half way there I realized [...]
flips an ash like a wild, loose comma
Yesterday marked 2 years.
Thats 730 days.
17,531 hours.
1,051,897 minutes.
63,113,851 seconds.
1,096 packs.
21,920 cigarettes.
$4,386.
I've fought hard. Some days are easy. Other days are not so easy. And the fight still isn't over. But I'm proud of myself.
Day Three: I knew the gas was gone but I had to rev the motor
I slept in this morning so, now I'm running "late" for the "appointments" I've made for my "self" today. (I don't know why I put quotes around "self". Well, I don't know why I did the first time. I know why I did the second time. That was to point out the fact that I [...]
leave your money on the TV on your way out the door
It took me over 15 minutes to brush at least 6 inches of snow off my car yesterday morning. I don't think there's any elegant way to do this. By the time I was "finished" the car was still covered in snow. That hadn't changed. The only difference was that, then, I was too as [...]
Day One: is the iron supposed to smell like that?
Do the towels have an odor or am I perspiring alcohol?
My first day in Sunny Acapulco… errr… I mean Snowy Syracuse was mostly uneventful. After a quick hop in what seemed like the world's smallest plane and an interesting attempt to pee with my neck at a less than 90 degree angle I landed safely [...]
keeping company
I'm heading out this morning for the first of many flights to Syracuse, NY. I'm excited, anxious, determined, and afraid all at once. It's really an odd place to be. Despite all of the good things that may come from this, there's just enough loss mixed in to make any victories bittersweet. Right now, the [...]
