I know you've all been sitting on the edge of your seat for answer's to last week's quiz, which, in fact, was less of a quiz and more of a single obscure question. Well the answer is: "suBurBia" - the Rick Linklater film of the Eric Bogosian play. Or is it "sUbuRbia?" Well, IMDB will hold all the answers...

Wasn't that just worth the wait? I know you all were just aching to find out. As for me, I'm just aching.

I was up in Marin County over the weekend where I ran a 12K. That 7.5 miles may not seem much for some of you runners out there, but for a semi-sedentary sort like me, well, I'm in pain and ibuprofen isn't going to cut it. I guess it might have helped had I not been assaulted, in the way that young children do, by the adorable but treacherous little munchkins of the people at whose house I was staying. [Wow! Talk about your convoluted sentences!] Yes, the 6 year-old boy thought it was the height of hilarity jump on me, landing knees first onto my shins, thighs and groin.

Furthermore, I might be less achy had I not taken a 90 degree uphill hike with said children and their father the day before, which leads me to the real point of this entry: When hiking, make sure you can come down the way you went up or have an alternately safer way to come down. The hill I hiked up in Marin was unchartered territory, oddly suggested by the daughter (a 9 year-old). Off the beaten path we went, climbing up an ever-steepening hill only to discover that no flat path or fire road existed ahead of us. And going back the way we came could only lead to sprained ankles, broken bones and chafed bottoms. Instead, we had to traverse a thicket of brambles, a rocky stream, and a dangerous downhill slope.

This is a far cry from the mountain in the center of town at Jackson which has a great fire trail (that works on both the up and down routes) and for those too exhausted to hike down the breathtaking hill, a chairlift provides a comfortable ride down... unless you're acrophobic... and then you're SOL. But if that's truly the case, what the heck are you thinking, hiking up the hill in the first place?

On that note, I bid you good night, good luck and until next week, when you'll continue not to read this nonsense, adieu.