I bring donuts to the mechanics on Thursday. I usually get myself an apple fritter but now they make them the size of a baseball glove. I love fritters but throwing half out the window on the way to work because I can't finish it means it's too big.
Group ride tonight, new guy in the group, no matter how many times you tell him what flicking an elbow means, he just doesn't get it. He hit my back wheel three times tonight but miraculously stayed upright.
We pay a guy to do our yard. It's Texas, a thousand degrees, and our house was the model home long ago so we have all kinds of landscaping that I have no desire to touch. Today he hit a piece of trash that had blown into the yard and scattered white plastic all over the lawn. Then he left it all there.
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