When you live in the Roanoke area. You are required to take a photo on the ledge of McAfee Knob. McAfee's Knob. MacAfee Knob. However you say it. You have to take a pic. It's the law. But then you don't ever have to go back again. If you don't want. I've been forced up … Continue reading The GJBeat Episode 8
Introvert Restoration
I just spent the 30 minute drive home. Screaming obscenities. Into the ether. It’s my mother’s fault. I was supposed to run the TWOT yesterday. Mostly because I like saying it. I’ve had a lot of those “I was supposed to run...” days lately. This pandemic. I went into it strong. I was averaging 60-70 … Continue reading Introvert Restoration
Our Christmas Companion
She wasn’t there to greet me when I pulled into the driveway. I mean, I knew she wouldn’t be. But that didn’t make it any easier. Instead, it was GJB that met me at my car. “Come on. Let’s go visit the grave site.” If you’ve ever visited GJB’s and Lil T’s house. You know … Continue reading Our Christmas Companion
Chiro Update
Chiro Doc Sub (assuming she was communicating with a reasonable human with solid self-preservation instincts): “So any pain? Have you tried running yet?” Me (assuming she didn’t need to be bothered with complaints of pain): Nope. My hips are just a little sore. But I’ve been icing them. I was gonna ask if I could … Continue reading Chiro Update
New Chiro Doc
Warning: I am drinking as I write this. I just emptied the last of my peanut butter whiskey and chocolate liqueur into a glass. With some almond milk. And chocolate syrup. And I’m just going all in on it. Because look it. It’s necessary. But I think I’m still lucid enough to relay my most … Continue reading New Chiro Doc
ASL Out Loud
Ho-Ly-Fuck, y’all. This is the year I become an alcoholic. There’s just no way around it. It is the only possible solution. For survival. My people are the only reason I’m even kind of managing 2020 as it is. But they’re falling apart, too. So... Every morning at work now starts with Resistant Facebook Friend … Continue reading ASL Out Loud
Pants Pocket Privileges
“It’s ok. I don’t measure the same as the young girls either.” Ummm...? Apparently I just put all my business out there for y’all. Or at least some of y’all are eerily good at guessing my business. To an uncomfortably exact degree. So I’ll just explain. I went for my depo injection today. And as … Continue reading Pants Pocket Privileges
Late to the DeFo Special Party
I just fell. In the bathroom. I went to go pee. And as I sat down. I wasn't aimed quite right. At the toilet. Because I hadn't finished my coffee yet. So, I couldn't really process information. So, I ended up kind of wedged. In between the toilet and the sink. It's fine. Because it … Continue reading Late to the DeFo Special Party
The Pain Collective
I feel like maybe I misled y’all. When I posted this pic And captioned it with some whining about injuring my knee. So now y’all sending me caring hearts and sad faces and speedy recovery wishes and “awww baby girls.” And I appreciate all of it. The attention. Because me. But I mean. Y’all understand … Continue reading The Pain Collective
The DeFo Special
“Should we be worried about the wind?” There are probably a lot of things we should be worried about, BB. We do enough dumb shit. That running through the outer remnants of a hurricane seems like child’s play. Except also this route is definitely not child’s play. Basically, how this works, is Beautiful Beastie gets … Continue reading The DeFo Special
