Many years ago Stephen and Floyd let me store my drum kit up in the EMRL attic. We all played them now and then, but eventually they became forgotten. Time passed and I rarely ever thought of my drums. During the forgotten years pigeons broke in to the attic. In time the pigeons moved on,…
I love running shoes. I have seven pairs. I don’t buy them for running. I buy them for comfort, and for style, and for how they make me feel when I wear them. I’m not a shoe whore by definition, but I am regularly distracted by thoughts of buying more. I’ve got a fever, and…
Okay, my first blog post for EMRL. I’m going to knock this out easy. Ya, no. I am in my eleventh writing hour and my third day of writing and rewriting. Building and destroying. Every time I awoke the last few nights this blog post was on my mind. SO you know what? I finally…