Welcome to the latest episode of “What’s Ailing Hokeyboy Lately?”, where we discover the *second* IBS I’ve come across in this lifetime, although this one involves a lot less technicolor yawning… So just when I got over the shin splints from last month, I noticed a new particularity that came about a week-and-a-half ago. After…
I am 42 years old today. Aaaand that’s all I got to say about that. Happy Friday, and don’t forget your towel. Love, Hokeydude
So it’s 1967. The so-called “Summer Of Love” is in full swing. Bands are taking advantage of new-found artistic freedom to explore their musical boundaries, and the shift from singles-oriented bands to album-based music is already in full bloom. Psychedelia is the order of the day, or so it seems anyhow. So what were The Kinks…
***UPDATE — Sold out in less than an hour! Glad I got in when I did… No rest for the wicked, it seems. Well it looks like I’m going to be returning to Anaheim this Labor Day. As you may recall, last year we headed out to run the 2012 Disneyland Half Marathon, and we…
The 2013 Walt Disney World Marathon has been a longtime goal of mine, ever since I took up running in January 2011. Back then I made a goal to run a Half Marathon in a year, which I did (at Disney) in January 2012. After completing that run, I made it my goal to run…
Just a quick update: leaving tonight for Disney, 5 nights at the Port Orleans French Quarter in preparation for The Big Event on Sunday. So I’ll be incommunicado for a little bit, but expect a full Race Review at SOME point next week. If anyone wants to check out live progress of my run, it…
So they announced Oscar nominations this morning, which I suppose is a big enough deal for me to comment about it here, but let’s be frank: as much of a pop-cultural milestone the Academy Awards are to film nerds, movie dorks, cinema snoots, or just gay men in general, they’re pretty much functionally useless in…
Rating: 6.5 / 10 When I think of the great Western films that I love — The Outlaw Josey Wales, She Wore A Yellow Ribbon, The Man Who Shot Liberty Valance, The Wild Bunch, et al. — and of all the great Quentin Tarantino movies that I’m passionate about — pretty much all of them…
You know how much ridiculous arrogance and hubris I must have to name our team “Millheiser RULES!!!”? None whatsoever. Zero. Zilch. Zip. Nada. Bubkis. I’m just riffing off that line the bully O’Doyle kids always scream in Happy Gilmour. It makes a great Two-tickets-to-the-gun-show flex and grunt whenever I cross a finish line. So I…
Howdy! Hope anyone and everyone reading this had a Chappy Chanukah, a Merry Christmas, a Festive New Year, or none of the above and just wanted to be left the F alone, away from silly obnoxious people. Or maybe all of the above. Given we’re a Jewish & Catholic household, we get a bit of…