Do You Need a Good Laugh Today?

I enjoy the radio program, This American Life. Today, I went back in the archives and listened to episode #533: It’s Not the Product, It’s the Person. My favorite segment was a live recording of comedian, Mike Birbiglia.

The show notes state, “He is telling a story about the very early days of his career. He talks about how getting into comedy is like starting up a business that no one wants; it’s all supply, no demand. Mike is on tour with a show called Thank God for Jokes.”


Crazy cold night for a run, but I did it anyway!

A Winter Run Haiku

Pounding the pavement
one by one—bitter, cold wind.
Inhaling snowflakes.

Who are your favorite comedians?


A Ride in a Time Machine

I know the winter solstice doesn’t start until December 21st, however, I know winter is here when I have to start running on the treadmill again.

Don’t get me wrong, I don’t mind running in cold weather, or if there is snow on the ground, but when it’s spitting mini ice chunks and it’s pitch black at 5:30 p.m., I’m going to the gym.

I made it through the 60 minute run with relative ease, but I had my favorite playlist and a TV in front of me. Thank goodness!

Anyway, today, I was listening to a podcast at work as I cleaned up camera raw images for the online gallery. The podcast was This American Life, episode #539 entitled The Leap.

In one of the segments the radio announcers interviewed people about time travel. As soon as the interviews started my brain was working in overdrive. I would go back to being 12! No 15! No 21! No 25! Ok, maybe 30! I just couldn’t decide. I just kept thinking, what I would want to fix. Right now it seems like there is so much of me that is broken and needs repair.

I finally decided to listen to those being interviewed. At one point, a young girl, or she sounded young, said something about not changing anything, because the outcome could be more disastrous and it may not make the person happy.

Those were wise words from such a seemingly young person. So, when I got home I asked my husband that very question that I was contemplating. I asked, “If you could go back in time and change one thing, what would that be?”

Without missing a beat, he retorted, “Nothing! I wouldn’t risk being without you. I would change nothing!”

It’s moments like these that make the dark times a little brighter.


Time Travel Haiku

Oh, the mess I made—
Close my eyes and wish to greet
the place I stumbled.

If you could travel back in time, would you change anything?


The Rustling Leaves

The shorter days are forcing me to run at dusk or in the dark. Last night, I chose a section of town that is new and only has a couple of homes in the subdivision. I knew this route would have less traffic, but it’s heavily wooded and lacks sufficient lighting.

What I didn’t count on was crossing paths with another person enjoying the evening. I was a lone runner climbing the hill leading into the woods when I met another person walking towards me. It’s a strange feeling when all that is recognizable is their long shadow and illuminated silhouette.

At that point, my imagination began to take over.

Eerie Haiku

The rustling leaves—
stranger lurks in the shadows.
Gone, without a trace.


Tuesday’s Writing Tip from the book The Portable MFA in Creative Writing:

This week is about “stirring the pot.” Spend about 45 minutes each day (break it up into 15 minute increments if needed) writing in your notebook.

“Record snippets of dreams or thoughts you have throughout the day…pay attention to sounds you hear, foods you taste, sensory physical details of your daily life that stick in your mind. Just ‘fool’ around with some words.”

Mantra for the week: “Don’t get it right, get it written.”

I allowed myself some time to do this today, although I find it difficult to break away from the morning pages. Those take about 30 minutes, and I don’t have an additional 45 minutes on top of that to let my mind wander some more.

So today it was a combined effort. For the next few weeks I am going to try to adhere to the MFA guidelines rather than the Morning Pages. Sorry Julia Cameron, you’ll have to wait.

I love this book and plan to share more information as I read along. I think it would be an amazing experience to go back to school for an MFA in Creative Writing.

Do you have any EERIE stories to tell, or poems to share? I would love to read them.


King of the Road

Last night was the first time in a month that I have had the time and energy to crank out a 60 minute run. There was a drastic difference between my run last Thursday and last night. I doubt that I was much faster than normal, but every step felt so good. I was only going to run for about 40 minutes, but at the 20 minute mark I was feeling so good I thought maybe I should go for 50 minutes. And, by the time 30 minutes hit, I questioned whether I could go for the gold. I continued through the run and managed to crank out 61:15.

When I arrived home, I watered the outside plants and stretched as I watered. I was so grateful for the energy that I had. I was also grateful that I didn’t have anything urgent I needed to do. Yes, I still have two lessons to finish for my online WordPress class. And yes, I still have my training article to finish for the Wagazine, but it isn’t due until Friday. Plus, I am waiting to hear back from the editor to see if my angle is going to work for this edition. I say this because the editor originally wanted the article to be more about pets in general rather than dogs. However, the contacts she provided were all canine people, so the article morphed into a Fido oriented article.

So, once I finished with my stretching, it was almost time to eat and relax. Adlai already had a pizza in the oven, so, we cleaned up for dinner, I made a salad and we sat and watched an episode of Scandal.

It was a great day and I am thankful that I have had some time to catch my breath. It isn’t much, but I’ll take. My schedule is about to get crazy again.

Stay Strong in all that you do!