I’ve done a version of this post for both fall and winter and initially wanted to do one for spring and one for summer, but I mean, it’s mid-May and by this point there’s not much difference between the spring and the summer weather. The crux of these posts was simply that I really like to
Category: Sober Fun Day
The travel blogging community is certainly a fickle one. There’s a certain sense of exclusivity and superiority and one-upmanship that permeates it; If you haven’t couchsurfed your way across Bulgaria or eaten street meat in Tai Pei or didn’t spend all of your time in Pittsburgh scouring organic farmer’s markets for local products then you’re not
I’m Old As Dirt You know that Will Ferrel quote from Old School, the one where he talks about his “big Saturday” visiting Home Depot for wall paper and flooring, and possibly making it to Bed Bath & Beyond if they have enough time? I feel like I’ve somewhat hit the point in my life,
As far as races go, the trend thats been dominating the past couple of years is mud-runs. It seems that every few weeks somebody I know on Facebook pops up with pictures from a Spartan Race or Tough Mudder. Even my mother has been in one. My buddy and I just signed up for a Tough Mudder in
Last week I paid for the majority of my Ireland trip. It left a pretty devastating hole in my bank account I’ve been trying not to look at. I decided I should probably put in my head that my four day Memorial Day weekend would have to be cheap; I even considered using it as a work weekend.
Planning a Soberish Fun Day I meant to start this post Sunday, but my body has literally prevented me. I believe I’ve posted before how I try and have “sober fun weekends” every once in a while, to convince myself there is no problem. I try and find some sort of activity (preferably outdoors) which
If I don’t go out Friday nights I’m normally up by 8:00 or 9:00 Saturday mornings. It’s partially because work has rid me of the ability to sleep in, partially because I feel like I”m missing out on the day, and partially because over the years I’ve been conditioned to function with very little shut eye. Waking up