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rhodyram:

I always have a good time with these tumblrs.  …eight very lucky gentlemen and Katie!

1. For the record, other girls were invited but couldn’t make it.
2. I think I’m the lucky one here.
3. This makes an awesome desktop background. (Just try it for a second.) Thanks Marc!

The one calling everyone sissies is carrying a camel and powder blue tote. Just sayin’.

Not wanting to waste any time, he quickly posted that craigslist Missed Connection.

Coogan’s Salsa, Blues, and Shamrocks 5K - 3/7/2010

I’m surprised I ran my best pace yesterday given those couple of hills in Washington Heights. I will admit, though, that catching up on the downhill at the end was quite fun.

The video above is from the NYRR website and gives you an idea of the numbers of people that turn out for these events and the different levels of runners that NYRR accommodates. I know I wouldn’t still be running as much as I do if these races weren’t coordinated as well as they are.

Next race: Saturday’s 8000m

happycap:

Frank Sinatra - I Could Have Told You

Sunday Night Sinatra.

Oscars are over so turn off the TV.

hereharehere:

Big Smith - Trash (My recording off the soundboard)

4/12/02 Chester’s Place(RIP) about 2:20am. Whiskey. Dancing. Nobody but the staff is paying attention to the last call lights flashing.

Hillbilly musics.

No clue how I missed this post the first time around. Or maybe I didn’t. Who knows, but here it is anyway.

hereharehere:

A Little Miss (Went out to pi…….ck a flower)

A cappella from the documentary Homemade Hillbilly Jam. A film about my favorite local, contrarian-(George brought the Whiskey!), disaffected, all-family, southern Missouri, hillbilly band Big Smith.

“Don’t call me trash til you slept in my trailer!”

My Yankee friends, you should click all of those links above.

johncarney:

This is a weird and beautiful picture. I wonder if anyone can guess what it is.

My guess… the middle circle plots are turf farms. Hence the different stages of grass growth.

Washington Heights

5K

Mom: We have a brush pile to burn when you get home.
Me: Perfect
Mom: bonfire on Saturday night then baseball on Sunday
Me: Even better.
Mom: and I’m looking for that horseback riding place
Me: I can’t wait to come home.