Sunday, August 30, 2009

Give it up for my boy

He set a new PR in the half-marathon yesterday, 1:15, 2 days before his 38th birthday. The man just keeps getting better and better.

We gave it up for him international style last night at the party with some songs. The singers - mostly too dark to see in the video - are, in order of appearance: Timm and Ollie and their ladies; Leyla; Evangelos; Johannes; Sho; Meri and Jose; Ben and Stephanie.

No Conditioning is Permanent

Early this month, during our training camp in Beacon, Knox and I hatched an idea to start a blog of our training, swap stories about races, tell jokes into the cyber-void, share recipes for recovery drinks that don't make you hurl, throw up setlists of songs that motivate us to get out the door every day and keep doing what we do. We roped our buddy Cohen in NYC into the mix, and we're live. So far we've reported on a couple races, tipped you off to where to find KR humming a tune, and dropped in on an AfroPop goddess (Cohen's report on the NYC Half Marathon is overdue... cough cough).

It's time to share it with you.

Riffing off the great Ghanaian funk of Marijata: "No condition is permanent," with full awareness of how easy it is for any of us to go from being in peak shape to feeling busted while running easy, we titled the blog: No Conditioning is Permanent.

Wednesday, August 26, 2009

Been at this for days

Through a couple days of this intensive course up in Gö Town. My summer playlist keeping me sane:

Freedom - Gregory Isaacs
Lucky Man - Courtney John
You can't turn me away - Sylvia Striplin
You and me just started - Linda Taylor
Summertime Clothes (Dam-Funk Remix) - Animal Collective
Air Born - The Kid Daytona feat. Bun B
CCTV - LV feat. Dandelion
Djama - Amadou & Miriam
Keeping the wolves from the door - White Magic
Casita Solar - Julio Castro y La Masacre

Turning the corner

Bye by summer, hello new season. Back to the theater today...

summer playlist in my ears.

citizen cope bullet & a target
pheonix armistice
the xx islands
theophilus london day one fans
brother ali take me home
dessa 551
thom yorke (burial remix) and it rained all night
eleanor grant (breakdown mix) sexual healing
fleet foxes oliver james
blk jks lakeside

Monday, August 24, 2009

Thursday, August 20, 2009

New Slang

Slang is what I miss about living in America. Germany being the relatively clean-speaking country that it is, I gotta collect as much as I can when I'm home. Thanks to my people and a little definition assistance from and the nytimes magazine, here's the Summer 2009 collection:

gettin it in

Hard hustling for important things, like gettin muscle, money or knowledge. Bangin on weights, paper hunting, and yes hard studying. In short, keeping your shit the hardest to obtain the real deal. Originally from the 24 Hour Ghetto Workout. Homeboys doing their shit on a bus stop
, working on the abs and doing pull ups. Quote: "Just gettin it in, hard body style, gettin it in, we gettin it in."
e.g. "What did you do in Paris?" "Mona Lisa, pomme frites, hooked up with some French girls - you know, gettin it in."


Anything that tastes, smells, feels, sounds, looks good. Used to describe women.
e.g. "Girl got that good goosh goosh"

no post office

Jamacian slang for a party where women outnumber men. No post office means there's no mail. No male means lots of women.


Tranquility, chilling, no stress
e.g. "What are you up to?" "Nothin, just tranqin out."


A derivative of "hate" and eighties" used to describe a condition that is the result of overdosing on 80s-inspired fashion.
e.g. "I felt fine this morning in my distressed-leather-boulder-shoulder jacket and white Rimmel mascara, but my boss sent me home because he didn't want haighties spreading in the office."


Internet acronym for 'shaking my head.' Usually used when someone finds something so stupid, no words can do it justice.
Vincent: So how was prom?
Peter: It was great!

Vincent: You dance with alotta girls?

Peter: No. Vanessa was all over that Spanish dude and Mia was up with her friends the whole time.

Vincent: smh

remove the chip

The chip is what makes a woman uptight. It can be found in the back of the neck and controls her ability to let go. A woman will not be able to enjoy herself or even flirt if the chip is still inserted. The chip must be removed before any further advances are made.
"If you're gonna get with that girl your gonna havta remove the chip first."

Monday, August 17, 2009

The Late Summer Jam

Sweet sounds brought to you by the one and only Theophilus London

Saturday, August 15, 2009

Why, after the great artists,

do people ever try to do anything again? Only because, from generation to generation, through what the great artists have done, the instincts change. And, as the instincts change, so there comes a renewal of the feeling of how can I remake this thing once again more clearly, more exactly, more violently. You see, I believe that art is recording; I think it's reporting.

Francis Bacon
from the interviews by David Sylvester

Waste Not by Song Dong @ MOMA

...and me, imagining Raul's grandmother's house and attic full of toys.

An interactive piece at MOMA where everyone adds his or her name and height

...and bathroom scrawl at a bar in Brooklyn.

More art at MOMA

....power plant on DeKalb Ave.

Sweeney Agonistes, a Francis Bacon triptych

...graffiti diptych, Elizabeth St. and Bowrey.

Thursday, August 13, 2009

Gettin it in

By now, the routine is familiar. Mornings holding babies...

Afternoons giving them away...

Early evenings with the parents and the poets...

Nights out.

Sunday, August 9, 2009

Saturday in the B

While Lily's been back in Minnesota, I've been up the Hudson in Beacon for training camp with KR. We ran a 5k trail race on Thursday at the estate of Samuel Morse, then backed it up with another 5k trail race here in Beacon Saturday. Post-race, we crossed the river and got down to the real guy business...

After dark, we tumbled down to the corner, to check out the Retro Arcade Museum, run by a cat named Fred. Ten bucks an hour and all games set to free play. If you go to Beacon...

Friday, August 7, 2009


This week I'm in Minnesota at my parents' house....

time traveling.


...and forwards.

Wednesday, August 5, 2009

Lately: Himmel

New Jersey inspired me to make a mashup of my own.  
Some ingredients: Ceasar's Palace casino, our first Brooklyn apartment, The Roots (and a Kanye West appearance) @ Webster Hall, Buddakan restaurant, and the sky, both indoors and out, which in German is der Himmel, and is also the word for heaven. 

Monday, August 3, 2009

Jottings - Skylines edition

it's been quite a week here in the Land of Liberty. 

We went to the toy store with the Brownes, where the ladies designed their own barbies.

Mike and I tried to be patient, though I suspect he was itching for a custom Ken.

Then I hit Beacon for training, where breakfast went something like this...

Then I hit Beacon for training, where breakfast went something like this...

We hooked up in Philly with my folks for a day of sightseeing.

Then we rolled out to Atlantic City to visit with the Murphys. We had a glorious meal at one of David's restaurants. 

Washed down Sunday at a luau-themed party deep in the 'burbs. 

where david and I got in a couple mean games of pool... late-night Nick's flashbacks.