run, clay, run…

I’ve been such a domesticated slug lately.  Traveling back and forth to London everyday for 7 months has taken its toll, mostly around my midriff.  The commute itself actually hasn’t been that bad.  I get 2 hours of quality reading time in the morning and 2 hours of quality reading time in the evening on the way back.  What has …

end of an era

So I have decided to go all the way with the podcast idea.  I’m in the process of creating a new show called:  Six Feet From The Edge.  It’s a show about growing old, trying to make the ends meet, and dealing with the absurdities of life. I spent a couple of hours today with Emma.  We recorded a segment …