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Monday, September 05, 2005

Summer In The City

The problem with living in the city, especially one as huge as this, is that when one has the odd hankering to go outside for a bit of exercise, you are never really alone. Now, I suppose I should qualify that a bit and say that by exercise I mean “not sitting on the couch watching TV” NOT the other type. You know, the type that gets your heart rate up and makes you feel all good and stuff until you realize running to the end of the block is not going to do anything for you except make you hot and out of breath. I’m talking about just getting outside and enjoying (for lack of a better word) the great outdoors.

On the streets you’ve got cars whizzing by at 80 +, you’ve got to have special shoes for the mountains (not well worn flat footed deal like moi) and The Park on the weekends is inundated with families from all over the valley and tent cities spring up throughout the green to say nothing about the poor state of Parking. The beach, 45 minutes away…at least. The desert, a solid hour there and back.

I suppose I could get new shoes with special grips or something. I suppose that I could crank the volume on the ipod, drowning out the sounds of the streets. I could just suck it up and drive to the beach or desert or the Park. But then I would be letting the city win…anyhow, there is a kickass marathon of My Super Sweet 16 and Hogan Knows Best on today.


Blogger markre said...

One thing that yinz big city folk don't seem to consider before moving is the absence of nature and tranquility in your metropolis of choice. Back in college, you had to drive 45 minutes to get to a Chipotle. Now you've traded that commute for one that leads to an unoccupied patch of grass.

Career advancing opportunities and artistic (or in the case of LA, commercial) innovation the big cities certainly possess, but if you're looking for spiritual or emotional renewal stick to the provinces of old.

In case you can't tell, my opinion of our nation's entertainment meccas is low. Sorry to shit on your tent.

gotta boom boom,

9:15 AM

Blogger Cornelius Havershim said...


You have a good point there I guess. I'm complaining about not having any privacy in the great outdoors, nor having any great outdoors at all. But that seems stupid to expect any at all when one lives in a megapolis.

You're right about the trade off I guess. If it comes between being in a place where I can be a cog in the great entertainment wheel OR cooling my heels in the 'burgh (a place I will always consider home) I suppose at this point in my life I would perfer the careery place. Or to specify, the place that allows me to pursue a career that tracks more with what I want to do in the long run.

Columbus, Pittsburgh, Clevland. Good places. But much as I complain, is the place for me right now.

11:25 AM

Blogger Scott said...

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no, but in all seriousness, Mark took a picture with a lioness- and I am not talking about Meghan portraying a lioness briefly in WoTo. You guys!! A Lioness!!! I am like so jeal.

2:20 PM

Blogger Cornelius Havershim said...

Admin, huh? Well While I'm so very happy that you like my sight, I've got to be honest, I get the feeling you are a bot of some kind. Which is sad. Sad for me, sad for the world.

4:37 PM


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