What a weekend! I participated - in a somewhat passive albeit integral capacity - in a 180 mile relay race in southeastern Massachusetts, called The Ragnar Cape Relay. My friends - 12 of them - did the running and I did the driving, along with another friend who drove as well. Most teams had 12 runners, though some teams were comprised of 6 Ultra Runners, but all would run in succession, one leg of a pre-determined distance, and then the whole shebang started again at the first runner, times three. Thirty six distinct exchanges, starting in Plymouth, MA - aka America's Home Town - and ending in Province Town, at the very end of Cape Cod.

This was a cool and fascinating exercise in team building, logistics, planning, care-giving, caloric intake, patience and focus. And it was fun. And it was exhausting. But mostly, it was awesome and I love participating, even in my limited way. Plus, it allows me to skip the focus on Mother's Day, which I appreciate, because since my mother died almost 11 years ago, Mother's Day no es bueno. Yes, it is avoidy behavior, but it works for me for now.

I suppose I should mention that I am on Twitter. If you even remotely enjoying my stream of consciousness ramblings, you can follow me if you like, @ArieRegan. I'm not particularly prolific on Twitter, I follow who I enjoy and find amusing or interesting, and I re-Tweet the stuff I like best.

Well, I'm getting better, my last post was only a week ago, so I feel particularly good about that, and I will endeavor to be consistent, so stick with me, I think it will be worth your while.

Holy Crap, Time Flies

So, here's the thing, three years later. Every aspiring writer is taught to follow two primary objectives: 1) brevity is clarity, and 2) just keep writing. I have masterfully failed at both those things, however I will atone for my sins here and now. (Fun fact, I chose the word "will" very carefully because, as that other favorite old chestnut goes, hope is not a strategy.)

Unsexy 2012 update: I'm now 45, and while most of the rest remains the same, I am now fully, gainfully, and miserably employed (more on that hateful situation another time). My un-startling epiphany that bloggers have changed the world turns out to be truer-than-true, good on me. And good on bloggers; you know, the ones who actually write with some level of consistency.

I still sort of follow WWTDD, but more so Filmdrunk, as it resonates in a smarter way to me now. And speaking of smarter, my most recent genuine joy is Nerdist.com, the @Nerdist himself, Chris Hardwick, and all things Nerdist adjacent, not the least of which is their newly launched YouTube channel, found conveniently at YouTube.com/Nerdist. I won't proselytize, just check it out, and I triple-dog dare you no to find something interesting/original/amusing.

If I'm able to keep to my word and write with any regularity and level of quality, I will continue to blog here. I will move over to my own website sometime in the future, when it makes better sense. I'd love to hear any suggestions you might have for a domain name.

In the meantime, rock on, and for fuck sake, be nice, will you? It matters.