Wolfman Dan

Wolfman Dan Entertainer. Singer. DJ. USMC Veteran

09/03/2026

Let's put some new tires on this old hog. Hog? Hauler. Same same but different.

In 2003, I arrived at Marine Corps boot camp at 18 years old and about 165 pounds. I turned 19 just one week before grad...
09/03/2026

In 2003, I arrived at Marine Corps boot camp at 18 years old and about 165 pounds. I turned 19 just one week before graduation.

By the end of those three months, I was running 3 miles in about 19:30.

And that wasn't after months or years of dedicated running training. We ran a few times a week while also doing everything else that comes with Marine Corps recruit training.

Today I'm 42 and 255 pounds.

That's a pretty big difference between these two pictures, but one important thing hasn't changed:

The drive is still there.

I started this journey at 278 pounds in December. I'm at 255 today, 23 pounds down. I made some solid progress earlier this year, fell out of the routine for a while, due to mostly excuses, and now I'm getting back after it.

And the fitness is already coming back.

Last treadmill workout:
35 minutes
2.45 miles
14:14/mile

Today:
35 minutes
2.87 miles
12:08/mile

That's 17% farther in exactly the same amount of time and more than two minutes faster per mile.

Now I've got some very specific targets:

• 200 pounds by December 2026.
• 3 miles in 25 minutes by New Year's.
• 3 miles in under 20 minutes by March 2027.
• Keep rebuilding my strength and endurance while losing the weight.
• Ultimately get as close as reasonably possible to my boot camp weight and fitness level.

Three miles in 25 minutes means an 8:20 pace.

Breaking 20 means getting below 6:40 per mile.

My old 19:30 is a 6:30 pace.

Right now I'm nowhere near that.

But here's the thing: I already know that my body has been capable of doing it.

At 18, I had three months to find out what I could do and got pushed far beyond anything I believed I was capable of.

At 42, I've got experience, patience, and a hell of a lot more appreciation for what it means to earn it.

I'm not trying to become 18 again.

I'm trying to find out what 42-year-old me is capable of.

23 years later, I'm coming for that 19:30.

Not starting over.

Starting again. 🇺🇸💪

I think the cartoon is fun, but I included the original photos for reference as the cartoon makes me look too buff 😂

Over the last 3 days I have watched two Clint Eastwood flicks that I've been putting off a long time. The MuleAndGran To...
09/02/2026

Over the last 3 days I have watched two Clint Eastwood flicks that I've been putting off a long time.

The Mule
And
Gran Torino

Dunno why this guy always has to be cutting up onions while I'm trying to watch his movies but these were both excellent.

The world will be a sadder place when Clint is no longer with us.

I had an interesting experience today that got me thinking about how easily a well-intentioned regulation can end up dis...
08/31/2026

I had an interesting experience today that got me thinking about how easily a well-intentioned regulation can end up discouraging the exact behavior it's supposed to encourage.

I do my own oil changes, like a lot of people. I maintain several vehicles, so I collect the used oil in a sturdy, sealed 5-gallon container and periodically take it in for recycling.

Today I took my jug and another extra gallon, about six gallons of used oil, to my local AutoZone, only to discover that apparently Utah has changed the recycling process.

Instead of simply handing over your used oil for recycling, you're now directed to scan a QR code, go to a website, enter personal information including your name and ZIP code, report how much oil you're recycling, and certify that what you're dropping off is actually used oil.

On top of that, I'm limited to five gallons per day.

So they took five gallons and sent me home with the other gallon.

Here's where it gets particularly silly.

I used to work at this exact AutoZone. I know how the system works. The used oil goes into a large collection tank, and that tank is pumped out about once a week.

If I bring them five gallons today and come back tomorrow with the remaining gallon, what exactly have we accomplished?

It's the same six gallons.

Going into the same tank.

During the same collection cycle.

Going to the same place for recycling.

The only difference is that I have to make another trip.

And that got me wondering: what problem are we actually solving here?

I'm already doing the environmentally responsible thing. I'm taking a waste product that absolutely should not be dumped on the ground, poured down a drain, or thrown in the trash, and voluntarily bringing it somewhere equipped to recycle it.

Why does the government need to know who I am?

Why does my name need to be attached to five gallons of used motor oil?

Why does six gallons require two trips?

Why are we adding paperwork, data collection, QR codes and arbitrary daily limits to something that should be incredibly simple:

"Here's my used oil."

"Thanks for not dumping it in a field."

Done.

I'm sure there are reasons behind these regulations. Maybe people have contaminated recycling tanks with other chemicals. Maybe somebody has abused the program. Maybe there are reporting requirements intended to prevent improper disposal.

Fine.

But good intentions don't automatically make good policy.

If the objective is environmental protection, then the system should be designed around one very simple principle:

Make doing the right thing easier than doing the wrong thing.

Every additional hoop does the opposite.

Most people will probably scan the QR code, provide their information, make the extra trip and move on with their lives.

I will.

But some people won't.

And those are precisely the people we should be thinking about when designing these policies.

Someone standing there with six gallons of used oil has a choice. We can make recycling it ridiculously easy, or we can tell him we'll take five gallons, he needs to identify himself and fill out a form, and he can drive home with the rest and come back tomorrow.

Hopefully he comes back tomorrow.

But we've just made the environmentally responsible choice more difficult for absolutely no change in the ultimate environmental outcome.

There's also a broader principle here that increasingly bothers me: not every mundane interaction needs to become a data point.

I'm not doing anything wrong.

I'm recycling motor oil.

I don't particularly want to identify myself to the government every time I responsibly dispose of waste from an oil change. Maybe that information will never be used for anything beyond recordkeeping. That's not really the point.

The point is that we've become remarkably comfortable requiring people to identify themselves, scan something, register something, create a record, or enter themselves into another database just to perform ordinary, lawful activities.

And there's something absurd about a system supposedly designed to encourage responsible disposal saying:

"Thank you for recycling your hazardous waste responsibly. Unfortunately, you have one gallon too much. Please take that hazardous waste back home, store it overnight, drive it back across town tomorrow, identify yourself again, and then we'll put it into the exact same tank."

Sometimes the best environmental policy isn't another tracking system or another rule.

Sometimes it's simply:

"Bring us your old oil. We'll take care of it."

Make doing the right thing easier than doing the wrong thing.

That seems like a pretty good rule for government in general.

All this gear packed into the mobile stage for an event that cancelled two hours before setup.
08/29/2026

All this gear packed into the mobile stage for an event that cancelled two hours before setup.

08/29/2026
It's almost time. Not 26 hours, less than 2
08/29/2026

It's almost time. Not 26 hours, less than 2

Week three, third dose of Tirzepatide.12.5 unitsWeight: 258 lbsNo noticeable side effects other than the random tingles ...
08/28/2026

Week three, third dose of Tirzepatide.
12.5 units

Weight: 258 lbs

No noticeable side effects other than the random tingles in a few places and a warm feeling that slowly races through my body shortly after, it subsides fairly quickly.

My pants, and finger rings feel looser tan before.

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