Field Ledger Archive

12,936 entries across the years, 2003–2026.

View
534 results for michael
February 2015
poetryfoundation.orgIf— | The Poetry Foundation
If— by Rudyard Kipling : The Poetry Foundation @BarManMichael
💬 Comment
January 2015
December 2014
November 2014
October 2014
September 2014
August 2014
I was nominated by Chris Agne for the #ALS #IceBucketChallenge !! I'm raising awareness and $$$ for research to stop this neuro degenerative disease. I nominate Michael Roike, Sarah Burch, Peg Mulqueen, and Maggie Lively.
in image1935
💬 Comment
July 2014
June 2014
May 2014
April 2014
March 2014
February 2014
NFL Remonstration #5:

"The news that former Missouri defensive end Michael Sam is gay holds significant social and cultural ramifications. But from a purely football perspective, his decision to come out prior to May's NFL draft will make his path to the league daunting, eight NFL executives and coaches told SI.com.

In blunt terms, they project a significant drop in Sam's draft stock, a publicity circus and an NFL locker room culture not prepared to deal with an openly gay player. Sam, the SEC Defensive Player of the Year, was projected as a mid- to late-round draft pick prior to his announcement.

While none of the executives overtly condemned Sam's decision, their opinions illuminated an NFL culture in which an openly gay player -- from the draft room to the locker room -- faces long odds and a lonely path."
💬 Comment
January 2014
December 2013
November 2013
September 2013
A fun Friday+ game, from my wonderful colleague, Bernie:

Age I was given: 17
Where I lived: Fredericksburg, Va
What I drove: GMC Jimmy
What I did: Lied about my age, walked with a cane, and gave 0 fucks. A lot.
Who had my heart: Phoenix 🙂

--------------------------

Age now: 30
Where I live: Washington, DC
What I drive: an all city fixie and a ford focus
What I do: count to five, professionally.
Who has my heart: Michael 🙂 <3 🙂

Like my status and I'll give you an age
💬 Comment
August 2013
July 2013
December 2012
September 2012
August 2012
mikegraglia.comWelcome mikegraglia.com - BlueHost.comBluehost - Top rated web hosting provider - Free 1 click installs For blogs, shopping carts, and more. Get a free domain name, real NON-outsourced 24/7 support, and superior speed. web hosting provider php hosting cheap web hosting, Web hosting, domain names, front page hosting, email hosting. We offer affordable hosting, web hosting provider business web hosting, ecommerce hosting, unix hosting. Phone support available, Free Domain, and Free Setup.
we always keep it cool“@ashtangacharlie Rain actually kept things cool for @MichaelJoelHall Return - thx @jmgraglia
💬 Comment
July 2012
June 2012
May 2012
April 2012
March 2012
💬 Comment
February 2012
January 2012
October 2011
June 2011
had a pretty amazing day-- An awesome lift this AM, fabulous classes, a coffee date with my dear teacher and friend Kristen Krash, a fantastic conversation with my students about what "yoga" means to them ("awareness of the breath, body and mind. freedom. work."), and a killer CrossFit class. I mean, really. Today rocks. MichaelCycle shipped, too. I know, I can't stand me, either. 🙂
💬 Comment
May 2011
Honorin' his Mama, Gail Hall, by bein' healthy, happy, and *gasp* domestic. "I'm proud of you dirty or clean, Michael." She's pretty great.
💬 Comment
💬 Comment
April 2011
March 2011
February 2011
January 2011
December 2010
November 2010
August 2010
July 2010
April 2010
October 2009
August 2009
June 2009
May 2009
April 2009
March 2009
February 2009
October 2008
August 2008
July 2005


So, the green pawed puppy and I spent the day running errands and being responsible. I bought myself totally tubular new sunglasses, as evidenced above. Tell me those aren't fabulous. On the way back from the gym, though, someone decided to torch their car. Rad.

Here's the proof.





Later on Geoff swang by la chateau and reminded me that we'd been invited to a Happy Hour down at David Greggory's. Meg, Geoff's sister, was resposible for the invite, and of course I forgot. I shminked and then we booked it to Foggy Bottom. On our way there we ran into Merideth, an old roomie of Nelina and Fred's. As it turns out, Mer is a client of Geoff's... Her Corporate Executive Board to his Nortel. We all got along famously. Also in attendance were Rick (Meg's ex), Philip (Meg's Current), and PJ (Meg's old roomie of about 3 years). A friend of Shania's, Michael, was managing that evening. We chatted him up.

Adorable.

💬 Comment
April 2005
Smarter boys would learn to watch what they type when posting to the interweb, but unfortunatly I'm sometimes a bit of a dim discoball. I referenced the Foggy Bottom Alcoholics Anonymous on here and had to explain to someone in real life that I wasn't in AA (not that I shouldn't be). Its a term I use for my friends who happen to go George Washington University, a lovely school in sunny, gorgeous Foggy Bottom).


Fucked up and funny, I can't claim to have coined the term. Last Halloween Julia, Cole, and a few others made T-Shirts that said FBAA and wore them out boozing. Fake names on the back, they took it the whole nine. A lot of people apparently missed the joke while they were out and proceeded to be ghastly offended.

I'm telling you, I could hear the story twelve times and still have beer come out my nose. Fantastic shit, ya'll.

Equally fanastic is the 14th Street Christian Youth Association moniker that we've got going for the neighbors and me. Sometime around the time of Bush's inauguration, the neighbors and I stumbled upon Nascar Poetry through Nill's. One of them even had a link so that we could request a free poem. We couldn't help ourselves:




Date: 1/23/2005
From:
Reply To:
To: qdesigns@islc.net
Subject: requesting free poem

Miss "Trish"-

My prayer group and I were inspired by your eloquent writing and wondering what poetic sentiment you could offer us directly after the auspicious re-inauguration of our wonderful president. Any inspired words you could offer us would be much appreciated!


Yours in Christ-
Michael Hall and the 14th Street Christian Youth Association
<><




So, thats that.

Celebrated Margarita Monday with Markie on the fire escape. We tended to the garden, which is just a' sproutin', and invited people over to partake in our tasty frozen libations. Mark's boyfriend Sean came over and played for a bit before we all went out seperate ways. Thats as sure a way to a friendship as any. He also turned me on to an online comic I'd never seen before: Alien Loves Predator. Word.
💬 Comment
July 2004
Okay, so Halo isn't at 14th and Mass, its at 14th and P.

Basically, the hip new spot that just opened Friday is seeable from my window. In fact, its only three doors down from me. Weird, right? I was really expecting it to be a straight bar, but apparently its far from it: totally 'mo. Its also really, really pretty with a wall-to-ceiling curve that makes it tunnelesque. The red and blue lights they use to illuminate the wall sets really nice fuckin' tone, and the frosted glass illuminated yellow for the bar area is gorgeous. It helps that the red and yellow used are my favorite colors.

Anywho, Sacha before coming over filled me up a sippy cup of Everclear and mixed it with a melted daquri that had been sitting in her fridge for about three days. I wasn't gonna be shy, so I drank the bitch.

Yummy Yummy. Drunk Drunk.

So, ya, after not being able to find the place when we went down to 14th and Mass we met up with Sacha's friend Sam at Playbill, got a cocktail, and the bar tender told us where to go. Had a nice time, caught up with Shaina, Sacha's friend. She was with her Michael... Sacha adn Shaina each have a Michael, though they both agree I'm the better one (giggle!). Okay, so Sacha thinks I'm the better, maybe Shania doesn't for sure, but Sacha DOES frequently yell at Other Michael the following: "Oh Yeah?! I've gotta Michael, too!"

She does this unprompted and loudly, as only she can get away with.

So, I was gonna go over to Sacha's friend Greggles, but ended up runnin' in to Lauren first. We ended up smokin' cigarettes and gabbin' and then just passin' the hell out.

So, this morning I was woken up oddly.

Lauren hears the door down stairs open, and then slam. She hears these loud *thud thud thuds* coming up the stairs, very assertively. Then she hears *pound pound pound* on the door. Of course she thinks I'm about to be arrested or evicted or some such, so she quickly throws on shorts and a shirt (we're naked a lot), and answers the door.

It's my Mom, who lives two hours from here. Weird.

Well, either way she asks if I'm here, and Lauren tells her yep, and then says that I'm in bed asleep, half naked, she's sure. Mom jokingly responds "Is he alone?" and heads for the door.

Pause.
Turns around.
"He is alone, right?"

So, ya, mom just dropped the hell on by, Dad in tow. They came to carnap my Blazer. After the homeless person took up residence in it, went through all of my things that I hadn't taken out, and stole my band aids, we knew it was time to go. Or it may have been after the gas was syphoned. Whichever. Either way, they came and took my car.
I was most certainly still a little drunk when my mom got me up, but either way, it was fantastic to see 'em just drop by. She even gave me money for clothes hangers.

Brunch today saw Lauren, Jenny Lee, Pam, Carter and I at Saint-Ex. Carter is the boy who works at Urban and has somehow just worked his way into my friendship circle by simply being wherever I am. Weird, I realize, but yeah, fun guy. The bartender even randomly poured us a couple of redheaded slus on the way out. That was after the car drove by and threw an egg out the window at us (we sat on Saint-Ex's patio). Who the fuck gets EGGED?! Us, apparently.

We did a little window shopping together and really had a fab fucking time. I really, really liked the group dynamic of us five. A LOT. I want more of that.

Anywho, had to clean up quickly for work while everyone else just gabbed in my living room, and then bounced off to my first day of actual server training at Perry's. I rode my bike this time, which made the commute a heckuvalot easier. 9 hours later, I'm about to bop into Dupont to go grab a beer with Pam and Lauren.

So, gotta go, but wanted to hammer this out before I ran outta time.
💬 Comment

Get MichaelFilter

Enter your email. We'll send a one-tap link to read today's edition free, in your browser — the link works for 24 hours. Membership unlocks every issue, PDFs, and transcripts.

Already a member of theyoga.club or ashtanga.tech? You're already on file — no re-registration. We won't add you to any list.