It is what you make of it.

Its that simple. Life is what you make of it. If you want to bitch and complain about shit then do it. Dont expect anyone to listen to you for very long. Why would they. Its like Big Pun always said. Less talkie and more doie. Its fine [...]

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Where is the puke jet sound? I’m north of you.

I promise people: The next posting I make will be poetic and positive. But for now, I’m opening the door of my hurt locker to allow you to look within. It is a desperate grasp for commonality that I can’t find in the people I see today. My hope in humanity [...]

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Fuckface: If this was your objective, you got what you wanted.

Some fucking asshole decided to sabotage the bike path by sprinkling a lot of broken glass in little piles for 30 feet, all over the path, and then cover it with leaves. I called the police and reported this behavior last week. They sent someone out to clean up the graffiti but left [...]

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Lamenting this bookish reprieve

There was a time when I lived where the only written words in my life were few, and they came from my soul, and they were written in pencil. Some years before that, I was young and fit. BJ – I’ve got the opposite problem. I weigh at least 15 lbs LESS [...]

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I too, was once young and fit.

Photo is of yours truly at the 2004 24 Hours in the Old Pueblo. I raced solo-single speed that year. I got sixth. Someone handed me a glass of draft beer immediately upon crossing the finish line. It just felt right.
Seems like a lifetime ago.
That was me on form. [...]

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The books can wait, redux

Again I pushed back the lonely march through case law for a chance to get outside and, well, exercise a bit. All this desk work is fucking killing me. It is absolutely brutal.

Went with some Clif drink mix today over plain water. Seems I need calories. With this ass? [...]

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Birds of a Feather…

Flock together, or so the saying goes…
Ricco’s babymomma tests positive for CERA. Shit, that’s soooo 2008! What, was there some juice leftover from ‘08 in the bottom of Ricardo’s gear bag?
Think what you will, but I’m not so convinced The Cobra learned his lesson, let alone repent for his sins. Should he return to the [...]

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Carlos Bertonatti: pop star, shit bag

We’ve all heard about the recent ugliness out of Miami. But, did you know guy is a freaking pop star?
An up-and-coming Miami pop singer with slick looks and a Sony recording contract has been charged with vehicular homicide in a horrific hit-and-run crash near Key Biscayne. . .
Officers say Bertonatti was drunk when he [...]

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Drug dreams

I had a drug dream last night. I was so relieved when I woke up at 2am and realized it was a dream. Fucking sucks because they seem so real. I don’t have them that often, but when I do, they put me in a funk.
And now I’m in a funk.
It’s 18 degrees [...]

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Life on random

In no particular order, I present the randomness of my experiences. This is what my view looked like as the girls napped last week. Yes, I was on the rollers in the kitchen. Big Kitchen gets it done.

I’ve had the time to see some quality television these last three weeks. And, [...]

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New books and old bikes

I sit in the backyard, chair turned toward the sun, reading a new book.
The sun is warm and good. I need this. Our house was built in 1992. Brand new by east coast standards. Ancient history in the ever expanding, southwestern metropolis of Phoenix. The lawn is manicured, [...]

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The danger of prejudice and the levity of being

I don’t know who these guys are, but I like their style.

Read about them here: ritteracing.com/story. Check out the kick ass looking bike they’re selling here: ritteracing.com/ritte-bicycles. They like Belgium. I like Belgium. We all like Belgium.
So, I’m watching football the other night while trying to get a head [...]

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Ik Ben God Niet

About a week back in my life of Second Year Law Student Dumbness, I came home after a final exam in Constitutional Law and popped in the Liège-Bastogne-Liège 2003 DVD.
Because that shit gets me stoked.
One hell of a race that year. Actually, it’s one hell of a race most years. Hamilton [...]

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The Big Hurt

I had not thought about my old friend The Big Hurt much of late. It wasn’t until my wife told me a story this week of a co-worker of hers, a nice guy about my age that I’ve met exactly once, that I thought much about it at all. Seems the old boy [...]

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Class move on Thanksgiving at a bar

Seems not everyone out there spent Thanksgiving at home with the family last night. Some folks went out and went big.
From: Jim L.
A friend snapped this photo in the ladies room last night and I thought you might find it funny. Apparently this girl was well hydrated.

Good times.

Good time, indeed.
And here [...]

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Today I am thankful for…

Family, friends, big platters of food, twenty nine inch wheels and clean chamois. What are you thankful for?

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I have at times had dreams of football.

Another one in from our man Senna. He writes, I post, you read. We all win.

I’m watching out of my window. I’ve never noticed before the ravens and their behavior, but today I’m seeing what they are doing. There is a gang of about 6 of them flying about the tops [...]

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Happy Friday

From: Case Flakelman
Happy friday. FUH2.

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Road Rage Trial

Not exactly recent news, but we’re not exactly a source for recent ’round these parts. More like day late and dollar short. Hey, we do what we can. You, dear reader, can expect nothing less than mediocrity and mid-pack finishes from the likes of us. But watch your back at [...]

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Yeah, a hump is like a pile

I’ve been trying to keep up with my emails and related “not law school” related activities and communications. And, I’ve apparently failed miserably. That said, I’m going to dump a couple of real beauties on ya’ll.
From: ben
Subject: caption this…
portland cross race this weekend.

Keeping it real. Kid is bringing the big wood [...]

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