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November 29, 2012

Rambling On

“Leaves are falling all around, it's time I was on my way –

Thanks to you I'm much obliged, for such a pleasant stay … “
-     -   Led Zeppelin, “Ramble On” (video after post)

At Thanksgiving I posted an old Bloom County comic strip that referenced the notion of permanence – which, ironically, was published in the summer of 1989, just a handful of weeks before author Berke Breathed officially brought that chapter of his career to a close.  I remember feeling quite melancholy about the departure of Bloom County from the daily comics*, even though I recognized that the strip had morphed and changed and played out so many crazy story lines that it must have been practically impossible to keep things fresh and exciting anymore. 

(*Coincidentally, in the summer of 1989 I had a lot of things going for me: I had finished my freshman year at the college I had dreamed of attending since I was a little kid, spent one of the most exhilarating seasons I could remember as part of the UCLA rowing team, and wasted more days than I can remember bumming around the beaches of southern California.  And although I didn’t realize it at the time, I had met the girl who would eventually become my wife.  Yet I was still legitimately sad about this nutty comic strip coming to an end – which should tell you all you need to know about my maturity level in the late 1980s.)

I couldn’t even honestly say that Bloom County was my favorite strip anymore; at the time, both Calvin and Hobbes and The Far Side were at the top of their games, proving themselves far more endearing and universally funny - and in hindsight, they would hold up much better over the ensuing two decades.  Yet there was something special about Bloom County for me.  Perhaps it was the lovably quirky characters, or the absurdly fantastic adventures they set out on, or the often embarrassingly candid expressions of introspection and insecurity they displayed – whatever it was, I simply identified with this cartoon more than all the others.

Click to enlarge

The final story line of the strip described how the characters eventually found work at other comic strips; among my favorites was African-American computer wiz Oliver Wendell Jones being bused in to join the cast of Family Circus.  Ultimately Opus, the character who had become the heart and soul of the strip, walked off into the sunset with the promise of more crazy experiences awaiting him at some nondescript destination - later revealed to be Outland, a Sunday-only spinoff that was relatively short-lived and never remotely established the same emotional connection as the original.

Click to enlarge

The reason I’m telling you all this is because it wasn’t a coincidence that I ran that strip here last week.  It’s time to bring a chapter of my own life to a close … and we’re entering the final weeks of Running and Rambling.

It’s a decision that’s been percolating in my head for the better part of a year, and finally reached critical mass over the past couple of months.  This website has always been a labor of love, but the “labor” side of that equation has been overwhelming the “love” side with increasing frequency, and I’ve long since reached the point of diminishing returns in regards to how much time I want to invest on this pet hobby of mine.

Lest anyone be concerned, rest assured that everything is fine with me.  Longtime readers will recall that I tried to quit once before, a decision that was precipitated by a family crisis, under circumstances that seemed abrupt and beyond my control.  (And no, I’m not linking to those posts – it’s not exactly a period of time I’m eager to revisit.)  This time around, things couldn’t be more different: I’ve had a ton of time to mull it over, and it’s a decision that I’m making completely on my own, without any external drivers influencing me one way or the other.

"Goodbye, me" - click to enlarge

In fact, it’s precisely because I find myself so richly blessed that the day to day machinations of maintaining a website seem extremely inconsequential in the grand scheme of things.  Life is morphing and changing and inserting me into a hundred crazy story lines, and I want to give all of them my full attention without worrying about how much time I need to be spending on my laptop in order to get the next post published.  Or, to paraphrase the immortal philosopher Ferris Bueller: life is moving pretty fast, and if I don’t stop and look around, I’m afraid I might miss it.

However, none of this implies that you’ve seen the last of me.  Like the Bloom County characters of 1989, many aspects of this blog will carry on elsewhere.  I’ll continue to be a gear guru, with minimalist footwear reviews posted on Gear Institute, and all other manner of products reviewed on Feed the Habit (I’ve contributed to each of these sites for a number of years now).  Team Soft Star will continue to race at ultras - although which ones and when, I have no idea yet – with race reports published on Soft Star’s Live Bare blog.  And if things go according to plan, you'll occasionally see my name pop up on freelance writing gigs for various outdoor or health-related magazines.  None of these will have quite the same emotional connection for me as my original website, but they're exactly the type of outlets I need right now.

Same idiot, different websites

I’m tentatively planning to publish my final post on December 31 – that seems like a fitting date to bring things to a close – so think of the next four weeks around here as one final adventure.  I honestly have no idea how things will play out; maybe I’ll run some favorite posts, maybe I’ll try some crazy things I've never gotten around to, or maybe I’ll just continue business as usual and then play "Freebird" on my way out of the building.  All I know for now is that I have a few product reviews to post and at least one more contest giveaway to offer, which you’ll see for yourself next week.

In the meantime, I’m overwhelmingly obliged to everyone who helped make Running and Rambling a success; it’s been such a pleasant stay that I know a part of me will always be legitimately sad about its departure.  Hopefully I’ll be able to convey the extent of that gratitude at some point … but for now, it’s time for me to go – and as fate would have it, tonight there’s a full moon to guide me.


“Now it’s time for me to go, the autumn moon lights my way … ”
-      Led Zeppelin, “Ramble On” (click to play):




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November 21, 2012

A Charlie Brown (And Milo and Binkley) Thanksgiving

It’s tradition around Running and Rambling HQ that when the holidays roll around, we break out the Charlie Brown videos – and more often than not, I embed a clip from one of the holiday specials here.


So it is again this year, in a brilliant 5-minute clip that features classic Vince Guaraldi music, heartfelt gratitude in recognition of the holiday, some of the finest Snoopy moments on film … and Thanksgiving around a ping pong table.

“Thanksgiving Around a Ping-Pong Table” (click to play):



And while we’re on the subject of animation that has greater significance, there’s an old Bloom County strip that’s been on my mind a lot lately.  You’ll have to click to enlarge:


More to follow on this shortly.  In the meantime, Happy Thanksgiving to everyone.  Don’t eat too much popcorn and jellybeans.

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February 13, 2012

Kickstarted

“Whoa, yeah –
Kickstart my heart, hope it never stops –
Whoa, yeah, baby … “

- Motley Crue, “Kickstart My Heart” (video after post)


The question took me by surprise a few weeks ago during a bike ride with my 13-year-old son:

Dad, who is Motley Crue?

Although he caught me somewhat off-guard, I had a pretty good idea where the question came from. One of the best decisions I ever made was to keep my stash of favorite cartoon treasuries from my childhood; once my own kids discovered them, they became transfixed by wild imagination of Calvin and Hobbes*, the absurd lunacy of The Far Side, or the pure emotion of Peanuts.

(*This is the unanimous favorite, and it’s no exaggeration to say that Calvin and Hobbes actually inspired each of my children to learn how to read. The wonderful drawings and the zany antics were absolutely mesmerizing, and my kids wanted nothing more than to figure out the words so they could follow along. Each child read the books multiple times over, and I’d even say the collection has helped shape their own personalities and sense of humor. And they say nothing important comes from the funny pages.)

Since I was also aware that my son had been making his way through my Bloom County archive in recent months, it only took me a few seconds to connect the dots to recall the source of his inquiry:

(click to enlarge)

Knowing the reason for the question didn’t make the answer any easier, though. I mean … how much do you really want to tell your kid about Motley Crue? Yes, I was a huge fan of theirs – but I was also a complete idiot back then. And as far as the band goes, there are a lot of things better left unsaid. So I decided to keep it simple:

They were a metal band that was super popular in the 1980s. They were pretty hardcore and did all kinds of wild, inappropriate stuff both on and off stage. Oh, they also wore makeup, skin-tight leather, and a ton of hair spray …

… they made some pretty killer music, though.


And for all I knew, that was the end of it. The bike ride ended, we climbed in the car and returned home, and I didn’t hear any mention of Motley Crue again.

Until Super Bowl Sunday, that is.

During the fourth quarter of the game, Kia’s A Dream Car for Real Life commercial came on, and about 20 seconds later I heard my son exclaim, “Hey Dad – it’s Motley Crue!” And sure enough, it was.

Screngrab from Kia commercial

Even though the band is something of a relic now, I stand by my earlier assertion: they made some pretty killer music. And when he heard the riffs to “Kickstart My Heart”, my son immediately agreed – and later that evening I found myself downloading some Motley Crue songs for his iPod.

As typically happens, though, I got carried away with things, and before I knew it, a few songs tuned into an entire 80s rock playlist. In my humble opinion, it’s a thing of hair metal beauty*, so of course I had to put the list on my own iPod as well – which explains why I spent most of last week punching the steering wheel to Back in Black, Livin’ After Midnight, and We’re Not Gonna Take It, (pretty classic 80s video on that last link) among other gems.

(*If there’s interest, I’ll publish the list here; I’m not above some self-inflicted ridicule every now and then.)

Yes, this kind of behavior is nostalgic and juvenile, with no tangible benefit to suggest any redeeming quality at first glance. And yet, there’s this …

Last Thursday morning I woke up at 1AM and couldn’t for the life of me fall back asleep. I got out of bed and did some work, then returned to lie under the covers for another 30 minutes or so. Finally, with the full moon shining through my window, and with a Motley Crue song bouncing around my head, I climbed out of bed, threw on some clothes and a hydration pack, and headed out into the moonlight. By the time I returned home at 6:30, I had covered 23 miles of road and trail, giving me the first 20-miler of the season on my way to my first 70-mile week in several months.

I don’t know if it was the full moon, or the mojo of Motley Crue, or simply one more idiotic thing in a long list of them I do on a regular basis - but whatever the cause, my training had definitely been kickstarted. All of a sudden, I feel like I’m in training mode again.

*
And hey – it’s Valentine’s Day!   Kickstart someone’s heart tonight.

Motley Crue, “Kickstart My Heart”, (click to play):





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