Steven M Scotten

OK, sometimes I watch as much as three hours of TV in a week. Since antenna reception in San Francisco is so abysmal that it makes Northern Vermont look good, I shell out $16 per month for basic cable so that I can see the occasional show I want to

Hot and sour soup from across the street Walgreens Night Time Liquid Caps Diet 7-Up (there’s no diet ginger ale) TV shows recorded over the weekend Electric blanket Not being at work Seems to be doing me some good.

Hmmm. I gotta learn to swim if I’m gonna do a triathlon. There are a couple pools at the gyms I have a membership for. I wonder if they have classes. All the organized classes I’ve seen there have been lots of people bobbing up and down and

I just peeked in to look at the menu of a restaurant near where I work. It had a number of items: This: $18.00 That: $22.00 The Other: $30.00 and notably: Lobster: $54.00 Which means I finally get the joke from Mystery Men: > We’ve

OK, it hit me like a flash as I rode the Hyde Street cablecar in to work this morning. My new fitness goal should be to do the Escape from Alcatraz Triathlon. It looks like even getting IN to the Escape from Alcatraz Tri is beyond my current capability, and

I just dumbbell curled 32 lbs in each hand. I’ve been able to do 8 and even 9 before, but this time I did 12. My brain exploded, and it’s a little inconvenient trying to type with my cerebellum hanging from the chandelier. Maybe I need to listen