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These Days
Oh, it'd be easy to rant and rave about all the bad stuff that's been happening lately, but it is what it is. And I don't really feel like rehashing it all, anyway. I will say that when Crappy Things Happen, you really do come to appreciate the smaller things in life which can be so taken for granted.
I'm not in a position to take those things or people for granted, and I honestly hope I never am.
Small danger of that. Heh.
****
Do you remember the Motorcycle Dude? Well, a friend brought me a local magazine that caters to bikers only. It's a free publication, you know the kind, the ones you can pick up at different local places. Anyway, I read it and thought, hmmm...that might be a good place to submit my MD letter. Why not? Couldn't hurt, right?
Check this out: The Biking Life. Page 36.
Heh.
First of all, I'm glad they didn't run my name -- I'm pretty sure there might be some strong opinions about that piece, and I'll be interested to see if there's any "Letters To The Editor" responses in the next issue. It's a local mag, like I said, and I'd hate to have a yard full of angry bikers screaming for my blood and my virgin daughter.
Second, from what I understand, this magazine has a HUGE local following, and St. Louis is a big area. That kinda gave me butterflies in my tummy.
So, that was Very Cool. And just goes to show you...maybe I'll start hitting up some other mags. Who knows.
****
Still stalled on the book front, but I did start Chapter 22. I hate it. But, I started it.
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This morning I got up and took advantage of a free workout at the neighborhood fitness center. I cannot tell you what it took for me to do it. I went muy early this morning so there weren't a lot of people there, talked with the girl on duty (who is the size of my pinky finger) and availed myself of the only piece of equipment I recognized -- a recumbent bike, complete with a flat screen TV and basic cable, a water bottle holder, and a fancy computer screen that told me I biked for 10 minutes, 1.1 mile, and burned 24 calories.
It's a start.
****
Have you seen the new show on Bravo called "Chef's Academy" or something like that? I so want to go on that show. It's about a French chef who is starting a new culinary school, and has taken on nine students. Some already have some culinary schooling, while others have either none or like this one guy, who's been cooking on a submarine for nine years. The chef-in-charge is not as mean as Ramsey, but he can be pretty damned snotty. You should have seen him when he found a hair in one of the dishes. Heh. He's quiet, but deadly, and is not above spitting something out if it's "disgusting".
Hilarious.
****
These days -- well. I just take them one at a time, since taking on more than that is not an option. And it's probably just as well.
Your music video of the day:
I'm not in a position to take those things or people for granted, and I honestly hope I never am.
Small danger of that. Heh.
****
Do you remember the Motorcycle Dude? Well, a friend brought me a local magazine that caters to bikers only. It's a free publication, you know the kind, the ones you can pick up at different local places. Anyway, I read it and thought, hmmm...that might be a good place to submit my MD letter. Why not? Couldn't hurt, right?
Check this out: The Biking Life. Page 36.
Heh.
First of all, I'm glad they didn't run my name -- I'm pretty sure there might be some strong opinions about that piece, and I'll be interested to see if there's any "Letters To The Editor" responses in the next issue. It's a local mag, like I said, and I'd hate to have a yard full of angry bikers screaming for my blood and my virgin daughter.
Second, from what I understand, this magazine has a HUGE local following, and St. Louis is a big area. That kinda gave me butterflies in my tummy.
So, that was Very Cool. And just goes to show you...maybe I'll start hitting up some other mags. Who knows.
****
Still stalled on the book front, but I did start Chapter 22. I hate it. But, I started it.
****
This morning I got up and took advantage of a free workout at the neighborhood fitness center. I cannot tell you what it took for me to do it. I went muy early this morning so there weren't a lot of people there, talked with the girl on duty (who is the size of my pinky finger) and availed myself of the only piece of equipment I recognized -- a recumbent bike, complete with a flat screen TV and basic cable, a water bottle holder, and a fancy computer screen that told me I biked for 10 minutes, 1.1 mile, and burned 24 calories.
It's a start.
****
Have you seen the new show on Bravo called "Chef's Academy" or something like that? I so want to go on that show. It's about a French chef who is starting a new culinary school, and has taken on nine students. Some already have some culinary schooling, while others have either none or like this one guy, who's been cooking on a submarine for nine years. The chef-in-charge is not as mean as Ramsey, but he can be pretty damned snotty. You should have seen him when he found a hair in one of the dishes. Heh. He's quiet, but deadly, and is not above spitting something out if it's "disgusting".
Hilarious.
****
These days -- well. I just take them one at a time, since taking on more than that is not an option. And it's probably just as well.
Your music video of the day:
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