May 20th, 2012 at 6:41PM
Jacked up on journalism. — James Burnett, news editor of New York magazine, City and Regional Magazine Association Conference, Las Vegas, Nevada, May 20, 2012
#journalism#NYmag#wisdom
May 19th, 2012 at 6:26PM
And another one, this time en route to Vegas, baby, Vegas…. [I-15, Arizona/Utah border, May 19, 2012]

And another one, this time en route to Vegas, baby, Vegas….

[I-15, Arizona/Utah border, May 19, 2012]

3 notes #Arizona#Las Vegas#state sign#border
May 19th, 2012 at 9:01AM
…regardless of the direction you’re headed.

…regardless of the direction you’re headed.

#wisdom#bliss#tea
May 18th, 2012 at 10:22PM
Another photo of this Utah sign…featuring me in a black T-shirt. Funny how that works out… This time the wind was out of control! [I-70, Colorado/Utah border, May 18, 2012]

Another photo of this Utah sign…featuring me in a black T-shirt. Funny how that works out…

This time the wind was out of control!

[I-70, Colorado/Utah border, May 18, 2012]

#Utah#border
May 18th, 2012 at 6:33AM
On the road again. I’m coming to get you, Bryce Canyon, Zion, Las Vegas, Boulder City, and Grand Staircase-Escalante, and Canyonlands! [U.S. Highway 101, Aberdeen, Washington, October 13, 2011]

On the road again. I’m coming to get you, Bryce Canyon, Zion, Las Vegas, Boulder City, and Grand Staircase-Escalante, and Canyonlands!

[U.S. Highway 101, Aberdeen, Washington, October 13, 2011]

#road trip#gas#VW#Las Vegas
May 17th, 2012 at 6:56AM
What I Learned in Vancouver: Don't Try to Dupe a Psychic

Click to read a (true) story I wrote for a fun new collabo literary blog. My stuff is featured on the seventeenth of each month.

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PS: The title of the site was not my idea. In fact, I told PDW straight up that I wish he’d called it Barfing Sparkles or something slightly less hideous, instead, but alas….
1 note #psychic#love#Vancouver#Canada#fo
May 16th, 2012 at 8:00AM
GPOYW: Horseback riding with friends near Mount Sopris. Not pictured: the giant hole I ripped in the seat of my favorite, old (2001) jeans getting onto the horse…whose name was Freedom. [Crown Mountain, El Jebel, Colorado, May 13, 2012]

GPOYW: Horseback riding with friends near Mount Sopris.

Not pictured: the giant hole I ripped in the seat of my favorite, old (2001) jeans getting onto the horse…whose name was Freedom.

[Crown Mountain, El Jebel, Colorado, May 13, 2012]

2 notes #horses#jeans#mountains#Colorado
May 15th, 2012 at 12:50PM
Flashback to Longwood Gardens. Namaste. [Difficult Creek Trail, Aspen, Colorado, May 12, 2012]

Flashback to Longwood Gardens. Namaste.

[Difficult Creek Trail, Aspen, Colorado, May 12, 2012]

#GPOYW#hiking#teepee#trees
May 15th, 2012 at 11:24AM
Speaking of butterflies and bugs (again), I’m planning to camp in Zion National Park later this week; oh boy… The weather forecast isn’t spectacular, either. Hope my tent doesn’t blow away like it did in the Black Hills….

Speaking of butterflies and bugs (again), I’m planning to camp in Zion National Park later this week; oh boy…

The weather forecast isn’t spectacular, either. Hope my tent doesn’t blow away like it did in the Black Hills….

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#bugs#camping#hiking#Zion National Park#caterpillers
May 15th, 2012 at 7:44AM
Move over, coffee. CROSSFIT is my new morning fix. I finished the mandatory two-week Elements class to familiarize myself with the basic, functional movements, and it was a humblingchallenging experience. But I made it through: six workouts at 8 a.m., plus some super hot showers to ease the pain. However, I hadn’t considered myself truly weak until my first official group WOD yesterday: “The Hornet.” Somewhere between the third set of 50 situps and the 50 burpees I nearly cried. I was the last finisher, before we all did an additional 100 kettlebell swings. I can hardly walk today, but it’s a great feeling nevertheless.  And though it’s supposed to be, “You against yourself,” I’m determined to not finish last tomorrow.

Move over, coffee. CROSSFIT is my new morning fix. I finished the mandatory two-week Elements class to familiarize myself with the basic, functional movements, and it was a humblingchallenging experience. But I made it through: six workouts at 8 a.m., plus some super hot showers to ease the pain.

However, I hadn’t considered myself truly weak until my first official group WOD yesterday: “The Hornet.”

Somewhere between the third set of 50 situps and the 50 burpees I nearly cried. I was the last finisher, before we all did an additional 100 kettlebell swings. I can hardly walk today, but it’s a great feeling nevertheless. 

And though it’s supposed to be, “You against yourself,” I’m determined to not finish last tomorrow.

2 notes #Aspen#Crossfit#WOD#coffee