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What is Urban Hiking?

April 6, 2012

A down-and-dirty guide to the recession-friendly pseudo-sport that’s sweeping 1-2 apartments in Santa Monica, California the nation.

In the city of Los Angeles, driving is king. If you work more than 5 minutes from home, it’s an absolute necessity. It’s also the primary way you’ll experience the city. You drive through Beverly Hills. Navigate Century City. Even the most famous sites, like Hollywood Blvd., most of us only see through a car window. (Unless your friend is taking classes at Improv Olympics, in which case you’ve been there twice.)

Walking is a crime. No to the point where you’d go to jail, maybe, but certainly of the “fashion crime” variety: it’s tacky and you DON’T DO IT, because your parents taught you better than that. What, can you not afford a Prius? Even taking the bus, to many a great sin, holds more appeal to Los Angelenos than extended pavement time.

So it’s topsy-turvy out here, an inversion of the natural order. Yet only out of these ashes could something like the Urban Hike take shape.

Keep reading!

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2010 Winter Olympics: Not Boring! (Part FIN)

March 4, 2010

Well, they’re over.

The 2010 Vancouver Games ended on Sunday night not with a dull whisper but with The Marriage Ref a boisterous, nonsensical roar — the most fitting capper possible to a two-week competition that, at every turn, proved more weird and entertaining than it had any right to be. Lifting Fog spent a few days during those two weeks celebrating the people and events that made this happen — see here, here, here, and here — but the Olympics being a HUGE INTERNATIONAL affair, we only really scratched the surface. What did we miss while we were doing keg stands at the Holland Heineken House?

It’s all after the jump!

2010 Vancouver Olympics: Not Boring! (Part Four)

February 25, 2010

8) Evgeni Plushenko Knows The Truth

I don’t know much about Figure Skating. If judging were up to me, athletes would all be graded on song selection (the girl who skated to the Pirates of the Caribbean theme last night would have won) and number of smiles. It is really a good thing I am not a judge! Still, I’m tuned in enough to generally understand what’s going on. I can see the moves. I get that there’s a yin and yang balance between grace and innovation; can spot the difference between a skater executing his program with consistency and one looking to “raise the game.” I know an American from a Russian program. On the ice, I can tell Evan Lysacek and Evgeni Plushenko apart.

But off the ice is so much easier, because one of them is dark-haired and modest and the other one is TOTALLY CRAZY.

Find out how after the jump!

2010 Vancouver Olympics: Not Boring! (Part Three)

February 22, 2010

Like Star Wars and the world of competing tech companies, the “blogosphere” (…) plays stage to a never-ending war of good vs. evil. Defending the light side are blogs about travel and art, simple joys like cooking; that sort of shit. Opposite good? The Perez Hiltons and Gawkers of the world, spewing smug cattiness and snark at every turn; graduates with honors of the “bitch please” school of communication. One side writes, the other criticizes. And the war goes on forever.

Yesterday’s Olympics program was like a blogging ink blot test: you either commented on the beautiful butterfly (US Men’s Hockey team’s incredible victory over Canada; Bode Miller winning his first gold in the Super Combined) or the dog with its head cleaved open (culturally insensitive Ice Dancing outfits/routine). Binary response.

What you probably didn’t see?

7) The Holland Heineken House

In Olympics blogging, as in any great conflict, there is always a third option: house music, drinking, and over-sized medals. Today, we are all Dutch.

2010 Vancouver Olympics: Not Boring! (Part Two)

February 19, 2010

Despite a) knowing next to nothing about any Winter Olympics sport, from rules to competitors to the name of the sport and b) through last Friday, not caring at all about the Vancouver Games, I’ve recently found myself — like many Americans and obviously all Canadians — in the throes of full-bore Olympic Fever. IT’S ALL OVER MY BODY GET IT OFF!

What’s made this terrible illness so exciting, I think, is the fact that its contraction was completely unexpected. The Winter Olympics, as we all know, are totally boring. Short of a Tonya Harding attack, there is nothing that can compete with the awesomeness of a record-setting 100m dash; no event on snow that can come close to matching a race in water. The divide is straight up Dickensian; for these Vancouver Games to break free of that would be almost a crime against nature.

So they don’t try. Instead, Vancouver has from the start embraced all that is decidedly NOT summer (you saw the opening ceremonies’ giant polar bear, right?) and reveled in the peculiarities of a community that actually enjoys winter. And comparing 2010 to 2006, it has offered some major improvements in the process!

Such as…

2010 Vancouver Olympics: Not Boring! (Part One)

February 18, 2010

Let’s be real for a second: the Winter Olympics have always represented something of an un-sexy, boring halfway point to their summer cousin. That’s just the way it is. Too many layers of clothing (not sexy!), too much equipment (who’s running this show?), and too many unusual sports (the winter biathlon is comprised of running and SHOOTING) have made it difficult for the February games to ever capture the imagination. Particularly the collective American one, which demands entertainment and gratification at every turn. It’s just the way we’re wired.

Most of us, I’d imagine, were fully expecting more of the same last Friday when the 2010 Vancouver Games kicked off with three hours of angry tap-dancing and a never-ending tribute to the indigenous peoples of Canada. “These Games are sure to be a waste of our time, honey,” you said to your significant other on the couch. “When is American Idol on again? THAT is a show I enjoy watching.” Yup — another boring Winter Olympics.

EXCEPT NOT.

How not? Find out after the jump!

Sober. And Ready to Destroy the Competitions.

April 6, 2009

We did it, Kenny! Five months, eight babies and one new President later, Major League Baseball has finally returned. Y’ALL READY FOR THIS?!

Everyone remembers last season’s storybook ending: the much-maligned but f*ck-the-haters-they’re-awesome Philadelphia Phillies clinched their first World Series title in 28 years. Hiyo! Of course, baseball tends to double-back on itself like LOST, so anyone from the Delaware Valley could have told you how this season would begin: the traditional Phillies loss, this year to the Atlanta Braves and pitcher Derek Lowe. Oops.

Luckily there are still 161 games to play – an entire season of mid-day binge drinking and parking lot fights – and nowhere to go but up. Plenty of time to make the necessary adjustments. Welcome back, professional baseball!

Things That Happened In The Last (Well, Six) Weeks, Part 3

November 6, 2008

3) The New York Mets fell apart. Again.

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Ouch.

Things That Happened In The Last Five Weeks, Part 2

November 6, 2008

2) “You… You’re Serious. The Phillies Made the World Series?”

This is the last Phillies post, I swear.

They happened, alright, and in a bigger way than hardly anyone could have expected. After last year’s dismal showing in the post-season (against a red-hot Colorado Rockies team), all I was hoping for this year was an NLCS berth. What did I get? What did the City of Brotherly Love get? Oh, I think you know. World f*cking champions, baby.

In over 100 years of league play, the Phillies had won the Fall Classic only once before. The city of Philadelphia, home to incredible fictional athletes like Rocky Balboa and Tony Danza, had not seen a championship in over 25 years. The Fightin’ Phils’ routing of Tampa Bay, then, was huge – maybe not for unrepetant bastard Bud Selig or moderately successful former gay porn star Joe Buck, but certainly for a great number of people in and around the Delaware Valley. We may be fat. We may be obnoxious. We may be borderline f*cking retarded. But dammit if we’re not proud of our team. More fandemonium after the jump!

And Nearly Three Decades Later…

October 30, 2008

BAM! The Philadelphia Phillies are 2008 World Champions! Neither rain nor snow nor Bud Selig nor Joe Buck could stop the most efficient and charismatic team in baseball from claiming what was rightfully theirs. 28 years in the making, goddamn… CONGRATULATIONS, PHILLIES!!

More to come in the sober – but still glorious, because THE PHILLIES WON THE WORLD SERIES – morning. See you then! Until dawn breaks, though, enjoy these thoughts:

The Fog Bowl and Jeff Ruland, Scott Stevens and Joe Carter – all of the symbols of local futility – can be put to rest. The Philadelphia fan does not need them anymore as proof of a hardened soul. Hearts are light now, joy has come to Mudville. The Phillies are champions.
– Tyler Kepner, NY Times

Now open your eyes, exhale and know this: It’s over. All of the torture that we have endured over the past 28 years will end tonight. Our wounds will heal, and we will no longer be losers. We’ll always be Philadelphians, and tonight, we will never be more proud.
– ThrillhOUse69, Phillies Nation