"If you can't be pretty, you might as well cause trouble" – Florence King
Posted in Gratuitous Cussing, grumbles gripes and pointless bitching, Oh, for fuck's sake, Work/career (vague as to avoid doocing) on Aug 24th, 2010
I was in a colossally bad mood yesterday after having to work on my day off, plus learning that I didn’t get the promotion I’d applied for (one which would have gotten me off the phone lines and allowed me to wear ear-protectors at work and not have to listen to my co-workers gabbling at […]
Posted in grumbles gripes and pointless bitching on Aug 7th, 2010
Well, here’s a slosh of petty bile, ’cause I’m just out of sorts today and the stupidest things are rubbing me the wrong direction. I think gourmet pizza is the biggest ripoff and also a total misnomer. Especially the alleged pizza from a certain overweening, pretentious pizzaria which calls itself Pizza Bella. Just because your […]
Posted in grumbles gripes and pointless bitching, Work/career (vague as to avoid doocing) on Jun 23rd, 2010
An adaptation of one of the golden lines from one of my favorite dumb movies, Zack & Miri Make A Porno. I got to thinking this the other day when, in the midst of a call, one of my customers hacked a big, throaty loogie while conducting business with me. Because I am the consummate […]
Posted in dumb things I have done, grumbles gripes and pointless bitching on Jun 11th, 2010
it’s worth doing really badly. I shaved my legs last night after posting pictures that exposed their excessive prickliness and in the course of doing so managed to scrape off about a square inch of ankle-epidermis. They really don’t make band-aids big enough, you know? The standard size ones, the gauze pad is only about […]
Posted in biking, grumbles gripes and pointless bitching, meta, Oh, for fuck's sake, Other Bike Stuff on May 31st, 2010
This is written partly in response to Jacquie Phelan’s recent musings about where women fit into the cycling industry, and partly because I sometimes kick ideas around about my own “place” in the two-wheeled underground. I think part of the problem(s) that both Jacquie and Bike Hugger were addressing (1) (2) (3) stem from how […]
Posted in bike commuting, grumbles gripes and pointless bitching, Oh, for fuck's sake, Ruby the Dog, Work/career (vague as to avoid doocing) on Apr 16th, 2010
Man, oh man, yesterday I had two flats at once and it was a pain in the ass. I picked up some goat-head thorns during one of Ruby’s and my excursions into the West Bottoms. The dog likes to run, and I don’t, so what we do to compromise is I leash her up and […]
Posted in bike commuting, dumb things I have done, grumbles gripes and pointless bitching, Other Bike Stuff on Apr 3rd, 2010
Cycling advocacy wonks like to call it “taking the lane.” I call it “riding in the fuck-you-position.” Also, “cockblocking.” As in, “that meatus in the Lexus who acted he like was going to run me over in the intersection was pretty pissed when I pulled into the ‘fuck you position’ and cock-blocked him for about […]
Posted in grumbles gripes and pointless bitching, Oh, for fuck's sake, videos on Feb 6th, 2010
But the opening animation was AWESOME: We’ve had about a 50/50 rate of hits and misses with Netflix. The movies that we’ve gotten and enjoyed were really great and the ones that sucked were almost unbelievably awful. The nice thing about Netflix is that it’s so inexpensive that if you get a dud, you can […]
Posted in grumbles gripes and pointless bitching, Hair issues, meta, Work/career (vague as to avoid doocing) on Feb 2nd, 2010
Any woodchucks poking their heads out here in KC today weren’t too likely to see any shadows…it was overcast and kind of grimy today. Winter in Kansas City, when it isn’t snowy, is not an aesthetic triumph. I’ve been hunkered down pretty deep lately…gone to ground so you might say. Here I am popping my […]
Posted in bike commuting, biking, dumb things I have done, grumbles gripes and pointless bitching, Oh, for fuck's sake on Jan 16th, 2010
I tell you there’s nothing like a group of cyclists to whip up a tempest in a teapot. The most recent fuss and bother that finally penetrated my protective carapace of “not-giving-a-fuck†is a Facebook kerfuffle centered around a group of disgruntled motorists who just can’t stand sharing the road with cyclists and have therefore […]