Tuesday, January 27, 2009
Sick Day
Oh, I'm sorry. I'm can't update the blog right now. I'm afraid that in my weakened condition, I could take a nasty spill down the stairs and subject myself to further work absences. You can reach my parents at their places of business. Thank you for stopping by. I appreciate your concern for my well-being. Have a nice day!
Monday, January 26, 2009
Saturday, January 24, 2009
Wednesday, January 21, 2009
Variations on a Theme
The other day, Claire brought up Bullitt as proper training inspiration.
Today, my suggestion is "Le Mans." It is at least worth one good session on the rollers... if you are inclined to ride indoors this weekend while the temps bounce below zero. 100+ minutes of vary little dialogue and plenty of auto racing. Actual auto racing with left turns, hairpins, chicanes, and the like with no stuntmen or CG. One of the best movie lines ever as well:
"When you're racing, it's life. Anything that happens before or after is just waiting."
Today, my suggestion is "Le Mans." It is at least worth one good session on the rollers... if you are inclined to ride indoors this weekend while the temps bounce below zero. 100+ minutes of vary little dialogue and plenty of auto racing. Actual auto racing with left turns, hairpins, chicanes, and the like with no stuntmen or CG. One of the best movie lines ever as well:
"When you're racing, it's life. Anything that happens before or after is just waiting."
Tuesday, January 20, 2009
Jackass of The Day
People of Tosa. Your neighbor who drives a crappy little green Neon-like car with license plate number UVN-595 is a jackass. He can often been seen in the vicinity of North Ave and Mayfair road in said community around 7:15am.
This neighbor saw fit to take time out his hurried morning commute to get my attention, and say that cyclists are "number 1" in his own special way. he next proceeded to swerve accross 2 lanes of traffic to make the on ramp for 45 N
If my horn sounded like a defective party toy, I would think twice about sounding it in public. Let alone in anger.
His water cooler bravado probably went something like this...
JA: I sure showed that whack job on the bike this morning.
Coworker: What did you do?
JA: I honked at him.
Coworker: Then what?
JA: I flipped him the bird.
Coworker: What did the other guy do?
JA: He waved at me.
Coworker: yeah, you definitely showed him
So feel free to laugh and snicker if you are ever on the receiving end of his road rage.
This neighbor saw fit to take time out his hurried morning commute to get my attention, and say that cyclists are "number 1" in his own special way. he next proceeded to swerve accross 2 lanes of traffic to make the on ramp for 45 N
If my horn sounded like a defective party toy, I would think twice about sounding it in public. Let alone in anger.
His water cooler bravado probably went something like this...
JA: I sure showed that whack job on the bike this morning.
Coworker: What did you do?
JA: I honked at him.
Coworker: Then what?
JA: I flipped him the bird.
Coworker: What did the other guy do?
JA: He waved at me.
Coworker: yeah, you definitely showed him
So feel free to laugh and snicker if you are ever on the receiving end of his road rage.
Thursday, January 15, 2009
Catch up, or Fresh Tracks at Last.
I truly despise people who put weekly summaries on their blogs... so here is mine.
We hit the swap last weekend and were in good company. I came home with more money cash than I took, and kept the expenditures to a minimum.
It was nice to see that the posenger scene is alive and well in Mad town. You couldn't swing a skinny ass chick in that place without hitting one. Just to test the theory, we brought one with us. And we bought this guy to swing said chick. It was ugly to say the least. Some dude got knocked clean out of his vintage Members Only jacket. Did anyone happen to see how many floor waxers were parked out front?
Also, we took in a show and imposed on the hospitality of others. Madison has pretty cool roller derby league, but it was a bit upscale for my liking. This is more like it.
First tracks came Monday night on the commute home. A little pow, the right tunes, and the familiar rumble of studded Kendas at about 40lbs were my companions. Sometimes winter commuting has it's upside.
We hit the swap last weekend and were in good company. I came home with more money cash than I took, and kept the expenditures to a minimum.
It was nice to see that the posenger scene is alive and well in Mad town. You couldn't swing a skinny ass chick in that place without hitting one. Just to test the theory, we brought one with us. And we bought this guy to swing said chick. It was ugly to say the least. Some dude got knocked clean out of his vintage Members Only jacket. Did anyone happen to see how many floor waxers were parked out front?
Also, we took in a show and imposed on the hospitality of others. Madison has pretty cool roller derby league, but it was a bit upscale for my liking. This is more like it.
First tracks came Monday night on the commute home. A little pow, the right tunes, and the familiar rumble of studded Kendas at about 40lbs were my companions. Sometimes winter commuting has it's upside.
Monday, January 12, 2009
A Cyclist Triumphant
It was a brisk ride (see the ice in the gratuitous self portrait.). The first commute is on the books finally.
The dizzy demon still afflicts me, but wild swerves into traffic were kept to about three.
And my new party trick will have to wait... Eating a bowl of cereal while pulling a no handed skid. I pulled it off twice while riding rollers.
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