When in Rome

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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 morning. I rolled over, looked at the clock radio a full hour and forty minutes before it was set to go off, and said, I’ll be damned.

I listened to a bird chirp at the dawn and thought of all the things I could do today. Life is full of possibilities, indeed it is.

I will undoubtedly choose the most intellectually disingenuous route though my work day (as per usual) and end up on a bar stool by dinnertime. Actually, I’m full of shit. I’m not nearly cool enough to do anything I just mentioned. At best, I’ll ride one of my bikes to work, try not to get hit by a car, do my job, eat way too much food for lunch somewhere downtown and head home round about dinner time and, again, eat way too much food.

When in Rome…

About big jonny

The man, the legend. The guy who started it all back in the Year of Our Lord Beer, 2000, with a couple of pages worth of idiotic ranting hardcoded on some random porn site that would host anything you uploaded, a book called HTML for Dummies (which was completely appropriate), a bad attitude (which hasn’t much changed), and a Dell desktop running Win95 with 64 mgs of ram and a six gig hard drive. Those were the days. Then he went to law school. Go figure. Flagstaff, Arizona, USA

7 Replies to “When in Rome”

  1. Competitive cycling is for the birds. Give me meat and beers. diet, training, racing == really not that much fun. And what is the reward. Anyways having kids make training and all that much harder. SO just lavish in the lfestyle you got. Two kids is ridiculous mine are 3&6. Presciption alcohol for me.

  3. when in Rome, make sure to grab a girl’s ass. they have a lot to get between two fingers.

    also, point at them and say “Il fare un Pompino…”

    you’ll be a hit, I guarantee.

  4. read URBAN VELO this month, This hit home with good writes up
    true true.. sometimes cycling has such a connection if you let it
    happen with time!

    Happy Friday DC’s
    Joe

  5. fact: Allentown airport is better than Philly
    fact: Yuengling tastes better when you are 20 miles from the source (Greshville Inn on route 562 outside of Boyertown PA) as apposed to Nashveg-ass
    fact: too much real pizza in same town is a good thing
    fact: being off the bike for three days for brother’s wedding and alchoholism is good for you
    fact: training sucks, drinking doesn’t
    fact: a heart rate monitor and powertap make you a douchebag unless you are getting paid to ride a bike

    see you guys monday, beer number 7 is about to get cracked and the rehearsal dinner doesn’t start for a couple hours. alright liver, time to earn your keep…

  7. You Fricken Slacker!!! I love that about you, it keeps me from having to do it too. Ride that is, the drinkin not so much of a problem as long as there are more cold ones in the fridge.