apparently in cincinnati it's common for women my age to be engaged, married, or have a 6yo or younger child. aka bar scene = O_o
Mosquitoes. And when we have the guy come out and spray for mosquitoes, it pours 6 hours later.
The house behind me is vacant every day of the year but 4, so their shitty weeds and vines and mosquitoes make their way to my yard.
The house next to me is now vacant for the next 6 months and that will turn into an overgrown "burning man for rats" yard with papayas the size of watermelons dropping and smashing into my yard. It will also bring more mosquitoes.
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.
Pisses me off when the media makes Israel out to be the bad guy. Our current leaders are treating them like a little brother who’s been bad, instead of giving our BEST most trusted ally in the middle east the support and respect they deserve.
Pisses me off that demonstrators on BOTH sides cause commotion and public yelling, name calling, etc etc on Boston Common and the MA State house. Like our Governor has ANYTHING to do with the middle east.
What’s to be gained form that? except demonstrating that true peace is next to impossible with these groups.
Microsoft and whatever bullshit magic you need to do to get a clone of the OS on a larger hard drive to boot all the way to the login screen.
Zuzu’s pedals
Zero flats this year, but my mechanicals have all been broken spokes. Four of them. All on separate rear wheels. I've lost sleep wondering what the universe is trying to tell me.
I was going to write a long thing about how my job is bullshit, but, eh, fuck it. My job is bullshit.
My 11-month-old daughter seems to need absolute silence in order to stay asleep... The fekking cat can't even fart in the basement without waking her into a crying jag. Unfortunately she seems to have inherited that from me, which means that when she wakes, so do I...
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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
It is July 24, the middle of summer.
I had to dig out a long sleeve sweater and leg warmers and overjacket just to go to work this morning.
A week ago at this time it was 38*C, in the shade.
I should have worn long finger gloves too.
Off the bike for 10 days before psa count & blood work...just routine, but last time my psa was high. Told my dr. I spend a lot of time on the bike, & asked if he was aware of temporary elevation in psa in some folks due to cycling. Of course he wasn't....his answer was to go to a urologist pronto, which I did....I asked the same cycling-related question to the urologist, and got the same, never heard of it answer, plus "let's do a biopsy right now". I said let's not; I'll stay off the bike for 10 days & get fresh psa/blood work. After 10 days off the bike, psa was well within normal range; so both my MD & urologist got a quick rundown & recommendation to read more peer-reviewed docs on psa & cycling. I doubt they ever did. So, before this annual blood test/psa check, I'm off the bike for 10 days, and ill at everything & everyone. I've even started running again, and no one is chasing or shooting at me.
Jon Stone. Raconteur, Bon Vivant, Wabibito.
I have a meeting tomorrow in which I have to describe why a 3" round peg won't fit into a 2" square hole. Literally. And I'm not using that word the way a 19 year old girl does. I mean it.
"As an homage to the EPOdays of yore- I'd find the world's last remaining pair of 40cm ergonomic drop bars.....i think everyone who ever liked those handlebars in that shape and in that width is either dead of a drug overdose, works in the Schaerbeek mattress factory now and weighs 300 pounds or is Dr. Davey Bruylandts...who for all I know is doing both of those things." - Jerk
Manual For Speed website.
Following Emiliano Granado on Tumblr, one would think the link he posted to the MFS site would yield more tasty photos from the Tour. It doesn't.
It apparently yields one cartoon per day from an imaginary dog.
All I want is to see the rest of these tour photos, and if they're somewhere on MFS then I sure as shit don't know where to look. They aren't on any of Emiliano's other sites either.
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Di2 is my gripe. People love it. It sells well. It performs better than EPS. Easy to use. I love it too.
I love Campy and I wanted to hate electronic shifting, but I can't................
Rain. 100% chance of rain forecasted means rain, sure. But 0% chance of rain also means rain. I guess my grump is meteorology. I wish I could be so inaccurate at work..
Both of you - learn how to read a METAR and a TAF. This is the aviation textual weather reports and forecast. They're pretty accurate and along with a weather radar you can get a pretty good image of what to expect. And they're not hard to learn to read. Google is your friend for this. As for Florida in the summer? C'mon man! You guys know it's gonna rain every day! ;-)
My gripe today is that I'm not paid as an instructor on my airplane but that's basically what's going on lately. And this guy should know better. Smart guy. But I think if he grips the yoke any firmer it'll either crumble to dust or he's gonna turn it into a diamond.
Off for a jog.
La Cheeserie!
Fillet brazing track dropout......a pain up the Jack's and feeling worn out but on a good front, God loves me and I've lost five kilos over the past weeks.
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This morning's events:
5:30 - Took dog out. Thought I might have felt a sprinkle or two on my arms, chalk it up to crawling skin or maybe bugs, who knows?
5:45 - Finish coffee, kit up, go out to garage to air up tires. Hear a few drops against the garage door and think - It's probably not even raining the next street over, I'll head out anyway.
5:47 - Strap on helmet and load up pockets - BAM, BAMBAM, BAMBAMBAM, BAMBAMBAMBAMBAM, BAMBAMBAMBAMBAMBAMBAM against the garage door.
5:48 - Mopey shuffle back inside and make more coffee and start my morning pout of not riding.
That's a veiled grump.
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.
Mine went like this.
5:45 - Check radar one last time and roll out on dry roads.
5:50 - Encounter wet roads. Chalk it up to an isolated light rain.
6:10 - Light drizzle. Figure I can deal with a little rain and keep going.
6:15 - Sideways rain, gusty winds and cars that can't see where they're going. Hightail it home for 30 minutes filling my frame, wheels, and shoes with water.
6:45 - Start washing bike.
And to avoid pushups...every day at work has me vacillating between hope and excitement and fear and loathing. I feel like I'm crazy.
"Additional duties as assigned"
Oh, you're a generally competent individual? Guess what. I need you to become the expert on these seven things you've never heard of. Oh, by the way, you'll get paid the same amount as if you were doing the absolute minimum.
I've been here for four months. My job has gone from "pretty cool" to "Get-Your-Grump-on-Thursday-stressful" and it's just because I'm not an idiot.
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