Ah, sweet nostalgia. I packed up my library this afternoon in preparation for the big move that will be happening this weekend. I realized two things. I have a lot of books and I have a lot of stuff that I’ve written. The second is where nostalgia comes in to play. It never fails. Whenever [...]
I thought I was an anarchist at the age of 14. In reality, I was more of a nihilist, at least by definition of what I wanted to see. I can remember sitting in my room, alone, listening to music and writing, but more importantly I was thinking. I remember the first time I thought [...]
If you can’t make out what that picture is, it’s my Tricross’ bars and the sign in the background is for the Red Cliffs Desert Reserve, Prospector Trail. That’s right folks, the skinny knobbies finally hit pay dirt. Since out Turkey Genocide Day Group Ride (TGDG), I’ve been a jonesin for some more riding. Seeing [...]
There has been talk, lots of talk, for years. Some efforts have been made but nothing of a concerted push to get things going. The time has come. I personally don’t feel that I am the person for the job, so don’t see this as an appeal for you all to join me. Rather, I [...]
Well, my children, it looks as if I might be getting a new bike. Right now all I can think of is light, light, light, light, and super stiff. I spun around the parking lot today and Sir Gurr’s geary version. I have to say it felt awesome in the parking lot. This won’t be [...]
I was sitting at the light. I drove in this morning because someone was going to come look at the Demo. My bike was sitting on top. I noticed the cyclist waiting to cross on the other side of the road. I also noticed the pedestrian across from waiting for the light to change to [...]
So I go through phases with my music. I listen to something almost exclusively for a couple of months and then drop it for a while, only to come back and remember how much I loved listening to it and it gets stuck. It’s a relentless cycle but it brings contrast to my life. Currently [...]
I have never raced cross. I’m not much of a racer, but monkeys let the knuckle out, you got a believe this shit looks fun. When I was in Logan, a lot of people were really into the cross racing and constantly urged me to get out and give her a wirl. Now that there [...]
17 days straight. All work and no play make me want to kill the monkeys in my brain. On an upside style note, I have someone coming in for an interview tomorrow. I don’t think any thing will come of it, but at least it’s a possibility. Take this for what’s it worth but I’ve [...]