"If you can't be pretty, you might as well cause trouble" – Florence King
Posted in bike commuting, grumbles gripes and pointless bitching, Ruby the Dog, Work/career (vague as to avoid doocing), You have got to be kidding me! 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 dumb things I have done, Fashion, You have got to be kidding me! on Feb 25th, 2010
I guess if you catch a glimpse of yourself in the mirror in the work restroom and think, “who the fuck is that douchebag?” you’ve probably pretty much failed your fashion check for the day. I realized about midway through the day today that I dressed like a complete asshole and felt sheepish for the [...]
Posted in grumbles gripes and pointless bitching, videos, You have got to be kidding me! 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 bike commuting, biking, dumb things I have done, grumbles gripes and pointless bitching, You have got to be kidding me! 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 [...]
Posted in dumb things I have done, You have got to be kidding me! on Dec 30th, 2009
I used to live in the Boston Apartments on 38th & Main, circa 2000-02 back when the place was a total roach motel. I’ve heard tell that it’s been bought by someone responsible who has fixed the place up really nice nowadays, but back when I lived there, it was pretty freakin’ squalid. One would [...]
Posted in books, grumbles gripes and pointless bitching, You have got to be kidding me! on Dec 7th, 2009
I started writing this review (such as it is) before I finished reading the book, but most of the original objections stand. I did finally slog my way through to the conclusion, and while the protagonist (for want of a a better word) does become somewhat less detestable and hateful, the story doesn’t improve significantly. [...]
Posted in dumb things I have done, Utter Silliness, videos, You have got to be kidding me! on Dec 5th, 2009
My voice is all jacked up. I’ve had this lingering cold/laryngitis/swinfluenza bullshit for about a month now, and my telephone-answering job isn’t helping the condition of my voice any. Endless tea, honey-and-lemon, and Emergen-C packets haven’t really helped much. At best I sound like Marge Simpson, at worst, I sound like a forlorn goose. Sadly, [...]
Posted in grumbles gripes and pointless bitching, Other Bike Stuff, You have got to be kidding me! on Nov 30th, 2009
Because bicycling has become such a thing lately, bicycling magazines have been popping out like mushrooms after a rainstorm. One of the many new players on the field is a magazine called Cog. It plays to the hipster/fixed-gear/polo/freestyle crowds and features a lot of advertising for products which purport a certain amount of lifestyle cachet [...]
Posted in grumbles gripes and pointless bitching, You have got to be kidding me! on Nov 24th, 2009
I have a milk-crate of hazardous waste on the back porch right now. At least 90% of this hoard came to me through no fault of my own; it was just hanging around the basement of my old house when I bought it in 2003 and I’m still trying to get rid of it. There [...]
Posted in Car Drama and trauma, grumbles gripes and pointless bitching, You have got to be kidding me! on Nov 10th, 2009
Apparently driving a stickshift one day re-trains me immediately. It’s pretty well established that I don’t drive much. It stresses me out, I get lost, etc. But when we were up visiting my folks, I drove Dad’s Jetta – we needed to go in to town and pick some stuff up, and Dad wasn’t up [...]
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