Leftovers, and brew

Some of that leftover turkey went into the turkey chili at the Upland Leftover Turkey trail 10K. The chili, and the Upland IPA, get my post-race repast seal of approval.

The legend of the headless snowman

That'll teach the bastard.

Tokin' and strokin' is OK by me

Personally, I think if more of our public offices were held by honest recreational drug using practitioners of consensual cunnilingus we would be better off for it. Congressional seats in particular.

El Chapultepec is jazzy

I stepped through the door into the '50s and half expected Monk to be at the piano. I think I'll stay awhile.

Death comes to the convention center

We're all going to die.

Runners talking

Not boring!

Baby, it's cold outside...

And you think you have problems.

And I looked good doing it

All week I have been thinking about ways to train my body to process lactate more efficiently. Why yes, now that you mention it I have indeed completely lost it.

Everybody has a plan (and sometimes they work)

While still by no means fast, my best marathon time is 30 minutes lower now, because I'm not getting older, I'm getting faster. OK, I am getting older. And faster. By the time I am 150, slow Kenyans will be looking over their shoulders for me.

Don't shoot, not before the finish line anyway

If there are hunters in downtown Indianapolis tomorrow morning I don't want them to mistake me for a fleet-footed deer, or a lumbering bear, one of those.