Monthly Archives: July 2013

Sgt. Fury told his Howling Commandos if not for a chance meeting with Uncle Adolph, the Red Skull would have remained a blighter at a hotel.

Rode by an Australian Shepherd this morning who wanted to herd me and my Blaster skateboard. The owner thinks it’s the sound of the wheels.

Dear Jack Russell terrier, no need to also follow me into the bathroom before your morning run. I will not magically disappear.

Some people would call Tom Wolfe a dandy. The Wolverine definitely isn’t one, but his adamantium claws are a dandy.

Ran two days in a row earlier this week. First time I’ve felt the burning heel symptom of plantar fasciitis. The heat is in both feet.

One of my kids turns golden. One of my kids turns brown. Happy both get some color under the sun instead of burning.

This year’s America’s Cup yachts can fully foil out of the water going downwind. nyti.ms/11gfnba

Photoshop CC: “If you ever stop paying, you keep your files but lose the ability to edit them.” nyti.ms/11gGxyH

I wonder what type of tracking information UPS and FEDEX have to provide to the U.S. Government nyti.ms/11gH2ci