InkStains: Day 58
A dancer, once. It might’ve been Paris. Certainly, they spoke French and drank wine. It was a great many years ago. The lights were low, […]
Month: August 2013
InkStains: Day 232
Alone in the woods of Maine, halfway to my cottage, on a small barely occupied peninsula and in sight of the water, I paused for […]
55 Pounds Down: Exercise
I walk. I walk a lot. I have a pedometer that counts my steps, and I add that, at the end of the night, to […]
55 Pounds Down: The Scare: Motivation
The day a heart attack struck me down is a hard one to remember. I remember the stuff before (or during?): the cereal, the pressure […]
55 Pounds Down: Chocolate
I like chocolate. I admit it. I’m a male chocoholic. I ate too much when I was younger, I ate too much when I got […]