Posts tagged “Old 97s”
The lines on the road just looked like dots.
A pair of runs
Gonna Fly Now
I have been absolutely nuts for oranges and orange juice lately. I remember when I was a little kid I would go through phases during which I craved OJ like mad, but it’s been probably twenty-five years since the last time that happened. But now I’m drinking two or three glasses every morning and eating
When You Love Someone But It Goes to Waste
In which I go for a run
I’m Not Okay
A very cold run
The Last Song
It was incredibly difficult to roll out of bed at five-fifteen this morning, but I did. It’s been (very uncharacteristically) raining for several days in Los Angeles and it was just a wet, dark, miserable morning for a run. But about two miles into it and I started to feel better, and by the time
Drove from Paris to the Amsterdam Hilton
Running in Rain in LA
Great American Sharpshooter
A very long run
Victoria
Victoria – Old 97s