I have been nudged by the lovely inactivism  to post. Thus, I shall. Here is the story of my past five weeks -- or at least the important parts.

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In D.C., everyone runs.

I don't mean this in the poetic or figurative sense (though it is a great way to start a novel, isn't it?) but I mean it in all ways of the literal sense. Runners are everywhere, on every ( Read more... )