Curations from the Human Jungle
[Labor Day is a mixed bag, a double-edged sword, and every other cliche you can think of. It's still summer ... but not for long, and it's going to be a long time until you are back here again. The garden is pumping out produce, but it's really the last gasp. For many years we... Continue Reading →
Like all great ideas, The Classic was conceived on a cold winter’s night when summer seemed a thousand … a million years away. It was at the McKeon’s house. Someone (Greg Schipa? John McKeon?) said “Wouldn’t it be incredible if next summer we could get in good enough shape to run all the way around... Continue Reading →