Running Her Mouth: MOTM~ Stewart Copeland/The Police

Blog Mission, In Simple Terms

"I'm a road-runner, baby." Jr. Walker

I'm a road-runner running and writing a blog consisting of run~on sentences about running while sharing a deep concentration with the music in my ears, so that one day my boys, Elijah and Levi, will be able to read up and keep it real; Run~ons just may be the most effective way to convey my health seeking mission to people who don't know me or do, but then I pretty much like the idea that language/structure can be as playful as the subject itself, plus the reader may decide that running~on in a run~on sentence kind~of~way, might be beneficial to him or her that is right now, as of this moment here, basically undiscovered or unawakened.

The blog used to be heavily augmented by my facebook page which featured SOTD (song of the day), however I don't have the time to do that anymore; the blog has also taken on a very flexible schedule of it's own where I closely examine pretty much anything I want, in my own special way, something that piqued my interest during the previous month; if it piques yours, well, that would be pretty cool, too.
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Monday, May 17, 2010

MOTM~ Stewart Copeland/The Police

This run~on sentence is about listening to Stewart Copeland because he is my cat~in~the~hat when it comes to running; or, specifically I once compared The Police to Dr. Seuss saying that The Police are to rock-n-roll what Dr. Seuss is to children's literature: with that very unique sense of meter and rhyme, one that is timeless, madly creative and wildly intense with imaginative measures and the playful interludes found in syllabic explosions; The Police are elegant and with Mr. Stewart, it's like he's read my favorite Seuss 'To Think That I Saw It On Mulberry Street", because he knows how to wrap my feet with roto toms, honoring that they are the group I pull behind me in a wagon, and they are the ones that keep me coming back for more of everything I imagine about running while I am not doing it, just like the boy from that story.