Bailey was a senior Cavalier King Charles who came to spend his golden years with us. He was a dear friend. This pic popped up as a Facebook memory.

Bailey was a senior Cavalier King Charles who came to spend his golden years with us. He was a dear friend. This pic popped up as a Facebook memory.

Back in the spring of 2023, I received an email that I was nominated to be a Yelp Elite reviewer. I don’t know exactly how that happens or what that means, but I’m kinda proud of it.
Rhonda and I went to Annata Wine Bar tonight, and I wrote it up.



Unstick yourself by making “bad art”:
Often the problem is that they’re too tied to the outcome — too concerned with getting it right, being amazing at what they do, making pots of money or even impressing others with their achievements.
All of that keeps them stuck.
But the way forward is surprisingly — terrifyingly — simple. That’s to commit to just one thing: Make bad art.
This article rang true for me, with my TikTok adventure and even here on Uncorrected. Hell, it’s why I called it “Uncorrected” in the first place: Here’s some stuff I’m thinking about, reading, or interested in. I’m not creating anything polished, just creating. Nobody gets hurt, I have some fun, and hopefully you, dear reader, get a twinkle, however ephemeral, in your eye.
Beat Your Procrastination with One Terrifyingly Simple Commitment
Whatever the Brockman’s Gin is good for, it’s not your standard martini. We tried a Martinez, and that was deelish, but not likely a daily preprandial. This sidecar might be a nice alternative during the Week Between.

Nothing basement-shattering today; I managed to shave a fraction of a second off last week’s effort. Progress is progress I guess. I was carping for air at the end after losing focus for a few meters.
On a related note, someone asked me recently if I watched TV while I rowed. I categorically do not watch anything other than the Erg app or the PRM screen when I’m rowing, because it’s the only way to keep from drifing off into less effort. Rowing is a cruel mistress.
But I love her.
I’ve got one more year before the big half-century. Some things I’ve learned:
This week’s list of things to check out:



Great song by one of my favorite bands. Lyrics are appropriate for today.

20-minute 5k yesterday. Very pleased. Dropped watts in split three but still finished at 00:20. That’s a good time for a middle-aged spud.
Rehoboth Beach is a dog-friendly town, to say the least. Here are some fur babies I took pics of. The last specimen is not of Rehoboth Beach, but was happy to see everyone home.





Shaved 15 seconds off of my most recent PR 10k. Aveage power was up to 185 watts, with all but the last split coming in under 2:04. Very happy. These most recent rows show modest but steady progress (I’m shooting for a 40-minute 10k). Not hitting the law of diminishing returns just yet, but I have to start planning for that, I suppose. I’m in the middle of the pack when I rank my PRs using Concept 2’s ErgData app, and intermediate for my age comparing myself to the norms published on RowingLevel.com.


This week’s list of things to try:


Flight: This is a good Denzel Washington movie.
Mimestream: Fast and furious Gmail client for the Mac. It could easily be my only mail app.
Here’s this Wednesday’s 30-minute piece. After the first split at a solid but not exceptional (for me) 2:05, I kept things hot around 2:02. Maybe a banana or two and I could keep this up for 10k.

I’ve copped “ride the wave” in my writing here a few times inspired by this interview with Fath No More’s Mike Patton:
To me, that’s kind of fundamental. Understanding that you don’t have to have a plan. For kids out there or whatever, you don’t have to have a plan. You can make it work … I mean, my point is we don’t ever really know, and we don’t ever really have a plan, and it’s okay. It’s okay to ride the waves here and there and then kind of figure it out. That’s what I did. That’s all.