I thought I smelled gin and regret . Wherever you go, there you are. Noblesville, Indiana, United States. 43 year-old sometimes poet, stuck in the mundane world of the real, always looking for the thing to spark his creativity. On weekends, I volunteer at a local home for retired go-go boys. Dear people of the world who are unfortunate enoug. Day after day, Im more confused .

Thursday, April 12, 2012. Something Was Bound To Happen. To get me to post again. There were many times I thought about blogging. When I had the most fantastic run with the Personal Cook. Those so called endorphins actually kicked in and he felt them too. Knew me and my name for like 2 hours. I know, I am awesome. My fantastically wonderful awesome parents came to visit. I am very scarily cl.

Wednesday, February 28, 2018. I wrote to you a couple of year ago about how much my stamina had improved since reading BE.

Healthy, local, fresh. Imagine the fragrances and sounds of a rural Vermont farmhouse kitchen. the warm and savory, comforting smells of the farm fresh certified organic offerings that the farm family lovingly planted, raised, harvested, prepared and cooked, mingled with robust coffee. The farm family chatting in the kitchen. Welcome to The Freighthouse- farm-to-table Cafe. For more information on our organic farm go to Tamarlane Farm. Local, Organic, Real.

Friday, March 30, 2012. Chasing the Endorphins has move . Chasing the Endorphins has moved . to a Wordpress Blog system. For my ride report on my 2011 PBP adventure, and other posts. Thanks to Great Lakes Randonneurs. Chasing the Endorphins has move .