Hola, Greetings, Howdy, Hiya

Seems most everyone, from friends to relatives to the mustachioed barista (female, no less) at my neighborhood Starbucks, is today a blogger, a scribe of the stratosphere, a dimestore Dickens.

So, a la Jimmy Chitwood in "Hoosiers," I hereby pronounce..."I don't know if it makes much of a difference, but I reckon I'd start writing (okay, he said 'playing ball') again."

While I don't presume to live a life any more interesting than, say, the Joe down the street, I'd best properly introduce myself. Jeff Mudd here, teetering now on the brink of 40, owner of a small personal-training studio (Absolutely Fit - http://www.absfit.biz/) and, in a former life, an author and sportswriter. Amongst other things, and in no particular order, I enjoy sports, naps, guitar, most all things pop culture and occasional echoes of nothingness.

I'd be remiss without introducing you to the rest of the house. There's my my beautiful, patient, kind, tireless wife of nine years, Jennifer (No, she's not hovering over my shoulder.); our two kids, McKenzie (7 going on 17) and McCoy (22 mos. going 110 MPH). Oh, and Jack, our 110-pound (and growing - see: Mudd, McCoy) labrador retriever.

Together, they are, in the words of Dylan, the reasons for my sum.

Anyway, that's me, that's us. Hope you'll stop by from time to time...

"Wax on, wax off."
- Miaghi