It wasn't so bad.
Friday, November 30, 2012
Thursday, November 29, 2012
Wednesday, November 28, 2012
Tuesday, November 27, 2012
Monday, November 26, 2012
Sunday, November 25, 2012
The Wolves are the guys I work with. They are SOF (Special Operations Forces). They are not SEALS, ask them they'll tell you.
Friday, November 23, 2012
My heart belongs to West 13th street, because it's where we lived when I was born, it's where the best Equinox is, the burritos are bananas, etc. I could go on, but then this would be a words blog and not a photo blog. So here are some photos from when we ate burritos on West 13th street.
Thursday, November 22, 2012
Wednesday, November 21, 2012
Lucky for me, a visit home to NYC coincided with the very first meeting of the Brooklyn Book Club. Most of the members had read most of the book. (It was "Motherless Brooklyn," and we really did talk about it. For a bit.)
Tuesday, November 20, 2012
When it's very, very late (also known as very, very early) you would be very, very lucky to find yourself in New York City. Especially if that part of New York City is Little Italy and you are craving pizza, as I usually am.
Monday, November 19, 2012
A close friend of GORUCK's is a member of the FDNY, and his father was killed on September 11th. When we were all in town for the GORUCK Challenge, he took us to the family room.There isn't a whole lot to say with words, at least to say well with words written by me, so the photos are all for now.
Sunday, November 18, 2012
When Lou speaks, people tend to listen.So when we can, we like to host Lou Speaks, where he waxes poetic on GORUCK, the GORUCK Challenge, our gear, lessons of SOF, you name it. I've heard him talk roughly one billion times, but I always learn something new.
Back when travel budgets were a little loosey (looser) goosey (goosier) Polly and I managed to get the OK to go to LA for a week for the GORUCK Challenge and for the fun.
We went to some fancy schmancy hotel with Beaux, who dressed the part and loved it. He took me and Polly to our first strip club that night - kind of the Olive Garden of strip clubs, in that it was very family friendly and had unlimited breadsticks.