I’ve switched from DayQuil to Theraflu.  The DayQuil was making me a little TOO buzzy, like I was on way too much caffeine.  Or speed. So, I’ve moved to Apple Cinnamon flavored TheraFlu which, fortunately, doesn’t taste like ass.   Actually, it tastes pretty OK.

Ironically, I was at a meeting this morning at the Health Department where one of the topics was drug use in Houston.  While injection drug use isn’t very big here, Houston is known for it’s abuse of cough syrups.  More specifically, people are extracting stuff from cough syrups, but you get the picture.  Gotta keep those meth labs going, I guess.

After several weeks of ongoing frustration, my archive links are fixed thanks to the smarties at groovehouse.org and sketkar’s world.  Thanks guys!

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The cold’s back (with a vengeance), which means NyQuil’s back on duty.  Whee.

(Like the little wings, etc I added to the bottle? It’s kinda Keith Haring-esque, though nowhere as cool or meaningful.)

I spent part of the afternoon with some fellow Houston Wordpress bloggers at Cafe Artiste, but started feeling sick by the time I got home.  My head hurts, and my ears feel like they’re stuffed with cotton. Bleh. 

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Location: From Bayou Place to Minute Maid Park
Distance: 10K
Watch time: 1:18:17 (bleh)
Avg/Max HR: 184/204 (??)

Not a great race at all. My finish time was 11 minutes slower than last year’s RodeoRun. Bleh. However, it was my first time running an official race in the rain and I have to say, it was kinda fun. I’m feeling a little sick again but hey - it was worth it.

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[photopress:dayquil.jpg,thumb,alignleft]  Of Recovery: So, I was sick all week.  After three days of being homebound, I’m back in the office and feeling depressed about all the catching up I have to do…..so I decided to update my blog.  Like how that works?   Anyways, I’m about 90% recovered, but I may be checking myself into a substance abuse treatment center following my 5-day DayQuil/NyQuil binge.  The NyQuil knocked me on my ass at night and the DayQuil made me blissfully loopy, so I basically spent the past 5 days pretty buzzed.    They didn’t do jack for my stuffy head, sore throat, coughing, aching or fever, though.

[photopress:rodeorun.jpg,thumb,alignleft] Of rodeoruns: I contemplated all week about the Rodeo Run 10K tomorrow, and I’ve decided to go ahead and still run it….though, “run” may be a generous description given my current state.  I just want to finish without passing out somewhere along Crawford.  Maybe I’ll fill one of my Amphipod flasks with some DayQuil and finish the race with a nice runner’s high. 

[photopress:rodeo.jpg,thumb,alignleft]...and pimpin cowboys:  About an hour ago, the Rodeo Trail Ride passed by our building - saw horses and buggies (carriages? whatever they’re called) passing by.  Most of the guys on horses were wearing normal, typical “western wear,” but there was one guy all pimped out in a knee-length white coat, white boots and, I swear to god, white cowboy hat.  Awesome.   Welcome to Houston.  Anyways, I had completely forgotten that today was Go Texan Day, so I’m the only one in the office that isn’t wearing something involving denim, snakeskin leather or lasso fringes.  I’m pretty pleased about that, though.

[photopress:swa.jpg,thumb,alignleft] Spent the day in Dallas at a meeting.  When I arrived at Love Field for my flight back to Houston, the terminal was completely packed - turns out, they oversold the flight.  Southwest Airlines announced they were looking for volunteers to give up their seats on the flight in exchange for compensation - and since I love getting free travel vouchers, I was the first to sign up.  Southwest gave me a $200 credit plus the actual cost of the one-way ticket for a grand total of $314.80…..and I only had to wait 30 minutes to catch the next flight home.  Rawk!

Dance your cares away,
Worry’s for another day.
Let the music play,
Down at Fraggle Rock.

[photopress:gmf_021206_02.jpg,thumb,alignleft] On Saturday night, I headed over to the Museum of Fine Arts with Andres for the last of the Beats of Basquiat series, featuring Grandmaster Flash. The Basquiat exhibit was ending on Sunday, so this was the big finale. [If you didn’t get a chance to make it over to the MFAH, you missed an amazing exhibit - one of the best I’ve ever seen.] The Beats of Basquiat events were four evenings of music inspired by Basquiat’s work….and sponsored by, inexplicably, Starbucks. Basically, Starbucks turned the MFAH into a big dance club. There was a cover at the door, a cash bar with wine/beer/liquor, dance music with synchronized videos projected on the wall, and a little Starbucks kiosk in the corner with little Starbucks baristas pouring free coffee for people. Kind of strange. I also wonder what Basquiat would have thought about a corporate coffee company hosting this event. Don’t get me wrong, through - I loves me my non-fat, sugar-free vanilla lattes. But the best part was Grandmaster Flash, DJ Jester (who won me over with his mix of ‘Fraggle Rock’), and of course, all of Basquiat’s work.

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