Well, forget all that. Cause here I am, back and blogging and not flaking out this time, and all ready to hit you with semi-weekly updates of all the New Things I did by, on, around, in honor of, slightly after, super long after, and in spite of my 32nd birthday.
New Thing Number whatever, because life is too short for over-organization: I high-fived runners during the New York City Marathon. I had four friends and a relative running in this mid-fall traditional ode to how lazy the rest of us are. I saw three of them, hugged two of them, screamed at one of them, and completely missed the relative and one of the friends. I also cheered on dozens of strangers, as sampled in this video. I was positioned at roughly the 23-mile marker, so anyone who passed me was nearly finished, probably did finish and is automatically cooler than I'll ever be (as most people are).
