Why care if they don’t?

By Jeff Lund | For the Capital City Weekly The college buddies text thread came alive when the University of Arizona basketball team trailed Oregon State at home. It has been a rough few months for UA fans. The football team was horrible, then unstoppable, then horrible again. Then the basketball team lost three in a…

Ignore the score

By Jeff Lund | For the Capital City Weekly Every Wednesday, the male contingent of the English department at my old high school in California would meet at a local golf course for nine rounds of horrible golf. There was a really nice course in town, but we felt the one filled with gopher holes that…

No idea what’s coming, and that’s fine

By Jeff Lund | For the Capital City Weekly One of the proudest moments of my teaching career happened recently, when a student needed to borrow a book I gave her freshman year for her senior quote. She said I had given her the book to read because she had finished her work and in it…

A day at the box

By Jeff Lund | For the Capital City Weekly It’s just after noon on Sunday at Ketchikan CrossFit. Bo Meredith yells at Jeff Williams from the rower. “C’mon man, fast singles.” Jeff lifts the 135-pound combination of bar and plates, lowers to a squat, then stands upright. One. Fourteen more squat cleans and he can get…

Not sharing well continued…

By Jeff Lund | Capital City Weekly Along the same thread as last week… If I do get to fish the run I want without being squeezed out or pinching someone out of their spot, the goal then becomes catching fish. As much as I say, “It’s about the experience” the truth is that the experience…

Purpose vs. Pleasure

By Jeff Lund | Capital City Weekly It’s hard to take a break from technology – specifically related to communication – realize how much it has infiltrated your life, and know your moment of illumination will dim once normalcy resumes. It’s pessimistic and cynical and depressing but it’s probably true. Putting the phone on airplane mode…

Living in the past

By Jeff Lund | For the CAPITAL CITY WEEKLY Facebook likes to remind me of time I can’t get back. It knocks on my brain with photos of what I was doing, and who I was last year, or three years ago, or five years ago. If I really want to go there, a better indication…

Archives: A sign of things to come?

Jan 11, 2012 Manteca Bulletin I’m not a pessimist, but I did wonder what it meant when I turned on the heat in my truck and was almost overcome by the smell of cooked cat poop that apparently oozed into the treads of my hiking boots on the walk through my yard. What kind of…

Coughing up an opportunity

By Jeff Lund | For the Capital City Weekly I went hunting with Doc Holliday on Thanksgiving. Well, it wasn’t really Doc, but he sounded pretty close. And, honestly, it wasn’t really a “he,” it was “me” but the deep lung attacks that brought on a cough that seemed to come from someone else. I’d be…

Freedom to do…whatever

(SitNews) Ketchikan, Alaska – Now that the lights get shut off on my days well before bedtime, I was thinking about how much pre-sunset freedom I had just weeks ago. But now, unless I want to hike or fish in the dark, I have to find other productive ways to fill the hours. I went…