My wife's leaving.
"It's me, not you"
feels like failure regardless.
My wife's leaving.
"It's me, not you"
feels like failure regardless.
Insubordinate. And Churlish.
DT
http://www.mjolnircycles.com/
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
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.
Last Friday I had an operation in an attempt to restore hearing to my right ear. At this point it looks like I should have gotten a hearing aid, at least I could be riding now
I got home the other day to find a letter that my shitty Obamacare health plan is now covering sex changes and boner pills. I'm worn out over this. I've had this expensive, horrible plan for six months, and I've already been denied coverage three times for treatment and prescriptions for one of my kids. So I'm being denied coverage for an actual medical issue, but they are going to pay for viagra and sex changes now? I'd like whatever piece of shit politician or bureaucrat who thought this up to sit down and explain it to a sick kid who's been denied coverage.
Damn the grump thread is getting serious. Fell bad for you guys dealing with some of these issues.
I was going to grump about how all great cycling websites eventually regress to discussions of "what wheels should I buy" and "how do I glue a tubular again"? With a good dose of windmill tilting on various topics as folks get to know each other.
But perhaps I'll just go do a few burpees and call it a morning.
Good luck fellows dealing with real life issues!
-Mark
NC poet laureate fiasco.
chaps my ass.
The little dog (goes by the name "ass-hole" most of the time) decided that he wanted to bark about every 10 minutes after we went to bed. Meaning it woke the little girl - and me - up. At least I don't start screaming every time it happens. But I did want to beat the dog senseless. At 10 I gave up and just got up to read for an hour.
Then the little one is up at 3...
And what's up with scheduling "all-hands" meetings to cover the day shift, giving me the choice between 5-6am, or 4-5 pm. I work a longer shift than most here (9 hour days), and both of those are outside of my shift. And the notices for today's meetings came out yesterday.
DT
http://www.mjolnircycles.com/
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 has been in the upper 60's each morning, I'm not traveling this week and could be riding to work, my daughter is taking drivers ed and needs a ride each morning, it's on my way to work...
Summamabitch!
I was sailing solo and it was pretty rough, so rather than go overboard I used the head and lucky me - accidental jibe. This means the mainsail hurled itself to the other side of the boat and the jib was making a hell of a racket and well, this isn't good, you don't want this and all kinds of bad shit can happen. I'd had a cple, which I don't mind admitting on a Cycling Forum. I zipped up real fast! Got stuck, bellowed, tried again, got stuck again, bellowed louder! WTF. I have an injury, for lack of a better word, which I'll survive. What I won't survive: the Summer heat is finally clouding the judgement of no less than 3 women I've been flat-out targeting, and they're game: one wants to sail and swim Saturday, one wants to hit the beach this wknd, and one wants to "get drunk". I'm a pathetic womaniser and this is what I get for it! WTF.
you're not the lord of the flies
I woke up this morning and got suited up to ride into work. I am out the door on the bike and remember no clean clothes at work. I get off the bike jump in the shower etc, etc, etc.
I get on the road and man is the DC traffic f_ucked up. Two hours and ten minutes later, I pull into my agency's parking garage. On a normal day this is a 25 minute drive or an hour and ten minute bike commute.
The only bright side to this story, is that I have clean clothes at work for tomorrow's ride.
life is too short to drink bad wine....
Stuart Levy
I'm not mainemike.
Jayme Halas
It appears that a passenger jetliner with 295 people on board has been shot down in the border region between Russia and Ukraine. This pisses me off and it stinks to high heaven.
La Cheeserie!
I'm in a far off land for work and can never make it back to my hotel room in time to watch the tour. So I haven't seen a stage in a week. It's been a good trip, but I'm ready to get back home. Fingers crossed the trip and jet lag don't wipe me out too much.
I am breathing and tasting wood smoke.
I can barely see across the street from the woodsmoke. Forest fires in northern BC. Forest fires in Washington State. Forest fires (out of control) within a 30 minute drive of where I'm sitting. doesn't matter what way the wind blows right now.
It will be 38* again today. Heavy and humid from the smoke. My clothes smell like smoke. The house smells like smoke.
Yuck.
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