159th Place! (and sex talk.)

...out of 1182 dudes. Not bad, not bad. And I beat all but 28 of the ladies.

This was the Pfizer Oncology Colon Cancer 4-miler. (A great cause, a lousy t-shirt. Not sure I want to walk around with the words "colon cancer" on my back.) I'm glad I ran well, but I feel woefully unprepared for the Brooklyn Half-Marathon next Saturday.

I had a tremendous conversation with Maggie today about sex. In fact, she said "If only we could about money the way we're able to talk about sex, life would be perfect." Well, one thing at a time, man. One thing at a time.

Love to all. Even you, the dude who smokes cigarettes while watching the runners.