March Miles: 92 miles. That’s a monthly record for me, and April should be bigger still.Races: No races, no Time.
Next Race: Ogden Marathon in 6 weeks.Reading: The Subterraneans, by Jack Kerouac. With April being National Poetry month, I thought that I’d get a head start on the whole poetry thing by reading one of my favorite authors from the “Beat Generation.” Yes, I know that The Subterraneans isn’t poetry, but it has such a frantic rhythm that it’s almost like poetry.
Listening: I started listening to some book about the D-Day invasion, but the reader was so dry that it was like a disk full of chloroform.Latest Obsession: Arrow Making. I’ve been in the process of making arrows for our upcoming tournament season that will begin on June 1st with the Loch Salann Arrow Elite Shoot. Last year I scored a fat ZERO, (which isn’t uncommon for this kind of shoot) this year my goal is to put a point on the board.
Netflix Habit: Psych. I finally gave in to my daughter’s endless pestering about how I NEED to watch Psych. She was right, it’s good. But, I also took a look at a show I’ve never heard of called Terra Nova. You know… I kind of like it.Blessing: My greatest thanks to all of the people who have given to The Leukemia & Lymphoma Society on my behalf. I can’t believe the outpouring of generosity. Thank You!
Irk: April Freaking Fools Day! I should probably wait until next month’s recap… but dang it! I am such a sponge, no lie, I just soak up everything with pure faith that I’m not making an ass of myself. So here I am last night, generally wasting time on the internet and I notice a new button on Google, “Google Nose” it’s called. So, I click on it and it tells me that they found a way to transmit smells over the internet. “Crap!” I’m thinking (without even thinking that it’s April 1st.) So I click on the smell of a grapefruit. The instructions said that you should put your nose close to the screen and smell. So, I push the button and smell my screen. I know! Stupid! And of course, here was no smell. So I find a stronger smell in the list… a Cooked Turkey. I push the button and smell… Nothing. Still, I have not figured out that it’s a joke. It wasn’t until I clicked on the trouble shooter that I figure out that it was an April Fool. Google probably has a wall full of thousands of pictures of foreheads (from screen cams) trying to smell their screens. I’m such a sponge!Whoo Hoo!: Real Salt Lake beat Seattle on Saturday. My wife and I went and had a blast. The weather was warm and the people we were sitting by were a lot of fun. One guy in our section was dressed in this whole Boba Fett uniform painted in RSL colors. Pretty cool!
Oooo Ahhh: I’ve been looking for some new compression socks because mine just are not cutting it anymore, and I just can’t bring myself to lay down another $60 for the ones I have. That’s when I found SPUN… $35 bucks for a good looking pair of compression socks… sign me up!