It's been less than a week since the bombs exploded at the Boston Marathon and in that time the authorities have figured out who did it and tracked them down in the probably the most intense manhunt in history. The entire city of Boston was on lock down.  

When I was young I was addicted to long distance running. In fact I finished 33 (26.2 mile) marathons in my running career, but the only one that mattered was the Mecca of distance running: The Boston Marathon. "Boston" was the goal and inorder to be eligible to participate you had to achieve a qualifying time (under 3 hours and 10 minutes) at another marathon and inorder to do that one had to train very hard. So hard that you had to run every day and sometimes twice a day.

On Monday before hell literally broke loose in Boston, I was reading a post on Facebook.  Obviously there are millions of them these days, but this one caught my attention and I ended up reading the whole piece and most of the comments.  It was written by a woman who had lost her young daughter, nearly three, to cancer.  She spoke with a subtle bitterness about how so many things that people say to her hurt.  Even seemingly kind-hearted comments such as "she was a warrior", or "she is an angel now" were perceived as being uncaring

There was only one topic that I could write about tonight.

The internet is buzzing with reaction to last Thursday’s Glee episode. As some of you may have read, the episode involves a student bringing a gun to school and the terrified reaction of the student’s classmates. I have not yet seen the episode although I have read a lot about it.

Here I am trying to think of what I should cover on this wonderful Sunday….blog. Filling in for Donald I could talk about: how Gotham is great; I could write about how Fred saved me this past week when I misplaced my tickets to the Friars roast; I could write about the roast and what a wonderfully great networking experience and how completely offensive (in a laughing so hard falling out of chair kind of way); Or I could write about green, sustainability, architecture, running a business, or many of my trials and tribulations.

At best it's a tournament that is extremely difficult to win. Each shot needs to be carefully played and when it's windy it's at it's worst.