Wednesday, July 13, 2005

Blog swims

NYC Olympic Triathlon
Belly Button Window
A report about participating in the 2005 New York City Olympic Triathlon. The writing will draw you in like a Hudson River current. It begins this way:

Looking down, I could see the current ripping past the start barge. The guys already in the water were holding onto the safety rope else they would be swept away. Seeing this current, I was not afraid, no I was elated. When you're facing a 1,500 meter swim (300ft short of a mile) at the start of an Olympic-distance triathlon, every bit of help is welcome, and the low tide current of the Hudson River this morning was a wonderful sight.

I’m usually the one doing the leaving
Where is my mind?
When friends leave town.

I worked hard to build a friend base when I moved back to the DC area two years ago. I've gotten to the point where I know so many people that I hardly have time to see them all. I've gotten used to having too many options. Now I'm afraid all of that is coming to an end. Well, that might be a little too dramatic and I'm not a drama queen. There will be no end but certainly my social life will slow down.

Happy Blogiversary
Avert Your Eyes
Reaches the first anniversary of her blog and reflects on what her blog has come to mean.

I am honored to be among the countless talented writers out there in the blogging community. I am highly amused at the hits received by this site. It is passe to list the way in which some of you have found this blog, I won’t itemize the searches. It is for my own amusement after all and for the individuals who search. I am surprised by the number of visitors, over 10 thousand. Amazing. If you have the time to let me know how you found me, leave a comment or e-mail.

I’m a dork
Tiaras Optional
Reading the 100 greatest books and offers some highlights. But this nicely written post begins like this:

I’m a dork. I freely admit this. But I am a dork in a very specific way. No BiMonSciFiCon attendance here. No dressing up as characters from videogames. No Elf ears hidden in my closet. But I do like trivia. I rage at Trivial Pursuit (Genus edition only, not the dumbed-down new version). I fall within the range of what I like to call “hipster dork.” We dress well, we hang out at dive bars, and we know a ridiculous amount of Simpsons trivia (bonus points if you get the above Simpsons reference). Luckily for me, I found a fellow dork to wed. This works out well, since we don’t have to hide our dorkiness from each other. We can let it all hang out.

 

posted by kob @ 12:04 AM