there are worse problems to have, but: i've been invited by this guy Bruce Schwab - Wikipedia, the free encyclopedia to participate in this race 2013 International Rolex Regatta onboard Sails Magazine - Bruce Farr (Ceramco NZ)
and i can't go! wtf.
there are worse problems to have, but: i've been invited by this guy Bruce Schwab - Wikipedia, the free encyclopedia to participate in this race 2013 International Rolex Regatta onboard Sails Magazine - Bruce Farr (Ceramco NZ)
and i can't go! wtf.
you're not the lord of the flies
Grumpy that Get out of Jail Free Cards are not real.
If you've heard this before stop me.
I park my big @rse 4X4 as far away from the entrance to the supermarket as possible. I'm able bodied and don't like parking near others so there it is. Oh, the parking spaces that are furthest away , where nobody except me wants to park, are for "compact cars". The compact car designation is a mistake, my large ar$e truck fits just fine. Sooo, I park and immediately some half-wit says "that's a big truck". I thought he was complimenting me. "Thank you it is a big @ss truck". He continues and makes evident his displeasure I park in a compact car spot. Honestly, I'm smiliing and that makes him really mad. He follows me into the store and continues talking about "rules" etc. than says "you think this is all a joke don't you?". At this point, folks, I could go to jail or take the high road. "Friend, it is none of your business and it's a small world". I feel bad for rendering a veiled threat. At least it's a free world and I ride AWESOME freaking bicycles. Eeek a mouse! < obscure musical reference
The man in question left the store poste haste and beat it on down the line. Probably to change his shorts.
Moral of the story? Don't write a check your body can't cash. < yet another obscure musical reference.
Respect the Tall Man.
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Roger that one. Same boat for some 4 months now. I think I've woken up to my alarm a total of 5 times in that span, and then only because I managed to get BACK to sleep after a long wait. Worst part is that I'm REALLY ready to go back to sleep about 6:30... when I'm already at work.
My grump for this week -- having to follow through with the commitment of a higher-up who's totally removed from the process. And to top it off, he went on vacation, and I've spent most of the week wrestling approvals from people who want to spend 3 days arguing semantics. Fuck it.
Hey, here's an idea -- if that commitment was so important to you, then you can maybe, you know, BE here to see it through.
DT
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Some are born to move the world to live their fantasies...
"the fun outweighs the suck, and the suck hasn't killed me yet." -- chasea
"Sometimes, as good as it feels to speak out, silence is the only way to rise above the morass. The high road is generally a quiet route." -- echelon_john
The Not So Big House
or change the way you think about what makes a home liveable
The coffee shop/roaster where I've been getting my coffee (which I go to because it's the best beans convenient to me when I wake up and realize there's no beans), describes their roasts in a way that tells you NOTHING about what they taste like. I prefer low acid light and medium roasts for my brewing method and I can rarely even figure that out through the precious, vaguely ethnocentric drivel they write on the description card. Typically the copy is written about like this:
"Salvadoran: Howling monkeys, screeching parrots, nothing will give your morning a taste of the jungle like this coffee. It's got a homey taste, something like snuggling up next to a fire with a good book, with strong overtones of a Carmen Miranda-esque baile, head covered in exotic fruits."
This infuriates me, and I'd like to tell the owner of the place who writes the copy to at least make sure something about the taste actually makes it onto the card, but when I was referred to the website to find her email by the employees, it's nowhere to be found.
I guess I could just go somewhere else... first world problems.
Another prayer request thread in the general forum.
Nothing against empathy toward our fellow salonistas. Thing is, even if one believes – frankly especially if one believes – the major faiths are pretty clear that adherents’ begging the deity (deities if Hindu – the universal force or whatever it is you want to call Buddhist concept of the eternal) is not something that will garner results.
If we are going to be subjected to irrational requests at least follow the playbook.
My grump is those who condescend to the faithful, and profess to know what their religion demands of them better than they do -- even when they clearly don't.
Then Jesus told his disciples a parable to show them that they should always pray and not give up. He said: “In a certain town there was a judge who neither feared God nor cared what people thought. And there was a widow in that town who kept coming to him with the plea, ‘Grant me justice against my adversary.’
“For some time he refused. But finally he said to himself, ‘Even though I don’t fear God or care what people think, yet because this widow keeps bothering me, I will see that she gets justice, so that she won’t eventually come and attack me!’”
And the Lord said, “Listen to what the unjust judge says. And will not God bring about justice for his chosen ones, who cry out to him day and night? Will he keep putting them off? I tell you, he will see that they get justice, and quickly. Luke 18:1-8
My second grump is those who base assumptions of one's knowledge on a short post.
While the bible is full of contradictory accounts the manifest weight - as certainly supported by any number of experts on the topic - that the abrhamic deity has its own ideas on mortal suffering and is not subject to petitions on the point.
People who want to change their fork rake to compensate for their saddle being in the wrong spot. Oh, and you guys^^.
North Korea threatening a pre-emptive nuclear strike on the US..............................and the fact that Dennis Rodman may be our best hope at reconcilation. Seriously, this would be hilarious if it weren't real.
The dumbest thing in the world is to argue about religion on a bike forum. So I'll happily do it.
...which is precisely what your original grump post did.
If the thing is subject to myriad interpretations, then why go out of your way to be a pedantic dick to people who are expressing genuine concern about people within our community? Is a more asinine thing even possible?While the bible is full of contradictory accounts...
I'm perfectly happy to debate this -- Abra(ha)m and God go round and round throughout Genesis, and God frequently changed his mind (cf the destruction of Sodom) -- but that's not really the point. The point is that it's an asshole thing to criticize people in the way you did. Even if their theology is truly, demonstrably wrong, what's the skin off your back?...the manifest weight - as certainly supported by any number of experts on the topic - that the abrhamic deity has its own ideas on mortal suffering and is not subject to petitions on the point.
I've said my peace -- you can have the last word. And yeah, I'll do my burpees.
Read Too Tall's initial post on this thread. The point of the thread is to be the place where we can be pedantic, asinine dicks.
You're a lawyer. You should respect ones right to act within the rules.
Out debating the topic would make no sense. It would be impossible to agree even on appropriate authority. A learned thinker for one sect is a hapless apostate to another.
Thus the gravamen of my gripe. A general bike forum is no place for devisive superstition.
Ok, ok religious wars. Isn't there a "Books - long and awful" thread you can discuss the bible in?
I'm grumpy about people grumping about this forum and topics. This is supposed to be real life grumps peeps. I have Hotel White opening up tonight and a hella-ton work to do but I'll also have to entertain friends and family for the next 5 days. Then my family is going to leave me for another 9 days on what I like to call a "rescue mission" to escort another family back because this certain family member doesn't like coming into the country alone and then she'll be there for 2 months.
The silver lining (I already did push-ups today). I get to take two trips to the mountains to ride my bike.
Auk's words to live by:
Blow up and pin a picture of M. Bartoli on your wall. When you achieve that position, stop. Until then, stretch, ride, stretch, ride, eat less, and ride more.
But then my third grump will have to be a grump on forumsters not understanding that for some of us, the Salon is real life ;o
The sequester. Most of you aren't feeling its effects yet, but you will. Some of us are busy planning the painful cuts in services and funding now required.
GO!
Pasty guy, with brand new hybrid bike, blocks my way: get off your bike and walk it on the bridge.
Me: Huh?
PG: There's a sign.
Me: (staring) No there isn't (not on this side).
He caves.
Meanwhile I spy a homeless guy high on meth going warp 10 with a ratted out Burley trailer coming up behind him and skid to a stop, clearly perturbed fatty's blocking his way. Oh the irony.
I've done the bridge hundreds of times, first time a chinless path warrior has put his >34" waist on the line in the war against...scofflaws. Must be new in town.
To my wife: let's see him try that 3 blocks straight ahead in Oakland.
Grump II: the trash man has a vendetta against me for calling him in for leaving trash threaded amongst my lovely lavendar, poppies and sweat peas. Maybe seeding with AT&T junk mail is green, I dunno.
"Old and standing in the way of progress"
My grump is that a bloated gov't can't get its shit together enough that relatively minor cuts (I realize that's a debate in itself) don't cause havoc. Living in the DC area, I can tell you these aristoassholes have no fucking clue how hard the rest of America works and struggles to make ends meet right now.
My grump is Winter.
Go away, I've had enought of you. The clocks change this weekend and we had snow this week in VA!
You are no longer welcome, see you again in 10 months.
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