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Category Archives: The Sporting Life
The Sporting Life, or Putting Life on Hold while I Perseverate
I have meandered away from this space of nearly imaginary to-do for some time, and finally, I can report, with certainty, that there are two things to blame for this: the Detroit Free Press Marathon, and the Detroit Tigers. The … Continue reading
Running at Night, or, The Intersection of Memory and Dreams
Some winter day when I was little, I climbed in my grandfather’s truck and accompanied him to his friend’s house, so that he might drop something off or pick something up–tools, probably, that he often loaned to and borrowed from handy friends … Continue reading
Posted in Moleskines, Tabl-ugh, The Nostalgia Box, The Sporting Life
Tagged cartoon, childhood, dreaming, dreams, dreamscape, globe, jogging, long distance running, memory, running
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Triple Crowns and Flaming Houses
If I have been slow to post lately, it is because I am yet again a participant in the Louisville Triple Crown of Running. The 5K portion of this racing series was this past Saturday (there are 10K and 10 … Continue reading
Posted in Doodle Block, The Sporting Life
Tagged 5K, comic strips, comics, drawing, event, Louisville, run, running, sequential art
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When I say I should take you bowling, there’s part of this in the invitation:
5/7/2009 Dear collective, mysterious You: Tonight, instead of mining the internet for bits of music, or giving it too much of my time, I went bowling. And there, at an establishment too openly designed, too well-lit and too modern … Continue reading
Posted in Moleskines, The Nostalgia Box, The Sporting Life
Tagged art, bowling, Brunswick, cartoons, comics, drawing, Facebook, five-step approach, Raw Hammer Anger, teenage life
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More art I don’t know what to do with
I’ve been two states / six hours of two lane black top away from this machine since Wednesday. Here is my report: The stomach was mightier than the bird and there were three less pies in the kitchen than the norm–if … Continue reading
Posted in Moleskines, The Sporting Life
Tagged art, cartoon, comics, drawing, foreclosures, pie, sleet, Thanksgiving, travel, turkey
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Wasted Saturdays
The trouble with hobbies is that, if you have more than one or two of them, and you’re the sort of person who curses yourself for not having done something in awhile, it’s remarkably easy to feel like you’re always falling … Continue reading
Posted in Neuroticomics, The Sporting Life
Tagged beer, college football, comic strips, comics, drawing, hobbies, multi-tasking
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Don’t Have Your Balls Polished
I haven’t been in a bowling alley with human pin-setters. I imagine that it’s like being a catcher in a baseball game, minus any fun that sitting behind the plate entails. Kids in tucked-in polo shirts and khakis, crouching and farting … Continue reading
Behold the bespectacled man-boy as he violates the unspoken code of his tribe; or, on drinking after the Southern Parkway 8K
Another lunch hour spent running by the riverside, another dose of suckage under the sun. I don’t know why I keep at it. Actually, that’s a lie. I ran outdoors today because the gym I frequent reeked of wood varnish … Continue reading
Carrying 191 (bowling)
The best average I ever carried was a 191, though “carry” probably isn’t the best word for what happened. Better to say I “got by” with that 191, because I never touched an average like that again. I’m speaking about … Continue reading
The Sporting Life #4: the Banks of the Ohio
A few weeks back, I wanted to write about a pair of runs I took alongside the Ohio River. I wrote and found that I didn’t have much to say about Louisville’s vast riverfront, and even if I did, few … Continue reading
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