The foreseeable future
I rode to work today. It was fun. I’ve not been riding much. In fact, I’ve not been riding at all. Part of it’s been Continue reading
Category Archives: Rants
Guantánamo torture and who pushed it forward
America’s most senior general was “hoodwinked” by top Bush administration officials determined to push through aggressive interrogation techniques of terror suspects held at Guantánamo Bay, Continue reading
Shabbaterific
This was tentatively title “Happy Friday and Other Musings” until Friday came and went. Go figure. Instead I shall muse about a day of rest. Continue reading
When in Rome
With all the thinly veiled drug references on the site of late, I thought it appropriate I mention that I woke up a 4:20 this Continue reading
They are my friends
I sat in the garage tonight, amongst the bikes. Some are the greatest things I’ve ever thrown a leg over. And some ain’t worth a Continue reading
Billary
I was transporting merchandise between two stores yesterday in a clapped out van, staring out the windshield and thinking of reasons not to drive straight Continue reading
Hump Day and then some
I spend last Sunday in hiding. I avoided the telephone and internet, and most people truthfully, until the magic hour of 2:00 pm. For that Continue reading
Drunkcyclist, our worst critics prefer to stay.
A whole lot has been written on this site lately, mostly in the comment section following bikepunk’s George Carlin is awesome post, regarding the concept Continue reading
George Carlin is awesome.
Carlin on God Bless America I still can’t manage to embed crap on this site. Don’t know why, I guess Im just retarded. I Continue reading
Happy Friday
Today makes five days in a row riding to work this week. And on five different bikes no less. I might be starting a trend. Continue reading
Fuck that
I’m walking to work the other morning, I’m late, the sickness is just kicking in. Going back to bed seems like an excellent idea. At Continue reading
Hump Day
The one: You haven’t touched a bike all week. You’ve been drinking like a fish. You’re coming in a bit heavy. The two: My wife Continue reading