Lots of Riding
I rode more this week than most months so far this year. We’re definitely having riding weather. After last weeks non-riding days due to tendonitis I dropped way down in the National Bike Challenge rankings. With Today’s ride I’m up to 27th for San Francisco.
A defining characteristic: in my spare time I read car magazines from 1905.
Now is the Winter of our dysentery. Release the kraken!
The grammarian in me is having a hard time with people’s constant misuse of the word ridiculous.
Creating weird art out of breakfast foods is called cerealism.
I’m a fan of milder violence so I watch the Penultimate Fighting Championship.
I start writing at 11:55PM and finish at 12:05AM. That way I can write for two days in a row in only ten minutes.
All my favorite writers are dead. What does that say about me?
My soul drinks Mexican orange soda at the dark cabaret.
Got back from the long RV trip to find email and voicemail regarding what sounds like a good job. Just when I got my brain comfortable with the idea of moving this happens. What is the universe telling me?