Running and thinking

Okay - Here we go. Cup of tea? Yes sir. Neil Young: Harvest? Check.

So... A lot going on today, but I'll share a few things on my mind at present. Just in the door from my treasured weeknight run. Six miles under those endless blue skies and a brilliant summer moon. I really need to start bringing my iPhone with me so I can record my rambling thoughts as I run, as I really come up with my best material while jogging. I was honestly laughing out loud tonight, almost in tears, coming up with story and essay ideas while I jogged along. But for you the audience, here in a conscious stream of thought, will come all the things I can remember thinking about while pounding the cobbles on this night.

Tuesday thoughts for you

Self-Portrait of course. I imagine the shot from the CCTV camera inside that mirror would be identical. 

Alright, let's get this blether[1] going. First. Happy early Canadia Day to you all. Today after work, I left our glass and steel mega-newsroom in the city centre, and was greated with a lovely wall of muggy heat. You really don't expect that when the skies are grey and dreary. Felt like Toronto.

Made dinner, and read a few things. Just got in from a lengthy walk around the West End, pictures and writing, and thought I would sit down and share with you a little. Listening to Bon Iver tonight, looking at pictures, and drinking an endless cup of tea; the same old thing.

Here we go..

Monday articles and thoughts

Photo: The Reverend O'Boogie.

After getting back from a brilliant run this evening - about 8 miles - I ate my fifth meal of the day and watched Andy Murray struggle through his fourth round Wimbledon match. Britain goes tennis wild for two weeks a year, which is sad, but I've definitely remembered this week how much I've always loved tennis. Wish my boy Pete Sampras was still around. Ha.

Having a cup of decaf tonight and listening to Michael Jackson's 'Dangerous'. I've had that album since I was eight years old, thank-you very much. I'm not one of this band-wagon fans. Not hard to believe that MJ is number one in this country again. Just kidding, the King of Pop should be celebrated.

Bright lights and endless nights - Budget Travel

Archive Photo: 'Parisian Afternoons,' Daniel C.

As the real summer approaches, I suggest you get out of town. Seriously boys and girls, just go. Stay off the beaten path when you can. Explore. If you need any travel tips, don't ask me. I just roll with it.

Watching Franz Ferdinand rock the hell out of Glastonbury as we speak. This band kills it. I remember when they came on after Death Cab For Cutie at a gig in Calgary a few years back. All the emo kids ran screaming to the back when Franz kicked off their set with their heavy distortion over dance beat sound. Fists in the air, the girls are still dancing. Good Glasgow stuff.