It’s hard to just buy cigarettes these days. There’s always something stuck in the package you have to throw away. Last week it was propaganda for QuitAssist™. Apparently they would rather lose customers to quitting than to changing brands.
This week, they’re thanking me (apparently for not using QuitAssist™) and “Celebrating 50 years [...]
I have always been a big fan of bread. Real bread. Like grandma used to make. Four ingredients only: flour, water, yeast, salt.
Although my grandmas never actually baked it themselves, it was the thing that made me happiest at the bakery. Okay, chocolate-chip cookies too, but that was about all that [...]
Back in 1998, I successfully predicted the stock market bubble bursting. I was off by only a couple of months, but two years ahead, that’s pretty damned good.
I grew up watching currency rates. With our annual trips next door, it was fun figuring out how much further my allowance would go in Canada. [...]
Poor planning resulted in my having to venture out this morning. I’d gone through the grocery inventory, made sure I had enough books from work, the laundry and cleaning were done, but what I’d forgotten, was cigarettes.
The Corner Store is closed on holidays, so that meant a bus ride to the Mobil station and [...]
The phone rang yesterday afternoon at 12:30. It was my mother wanting to know if I’d be ready at 3:15 instead of 3:45. Huh?
“Didn’t you get my message?” she asked.
“Yeah, and I called you right back.”
“No. After that.”
“Uh, no. I looked at the phone after I got home from coffee, saw the [...]
It’s been three weeks since I’ve had a Saturday off, and I work the next four Saturdays. This was my only Saturday off, so what did I do? Clean.
When I awoke this morning, the dust on the leading edges of the ceiling fan blades just plain bothered me. After a smoke, OJ [...]
I’ve had this entry saved as a draft for some time now. I’ve forgotten where I was going with it at the time, so I’ll just post it as it’s been sitting here.
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I suppose I should fill in some of the backstory here regarding The good fight entry.
I never felt quite so good in [...]
I skipped tonight’s AA meeting in favor of the ADDults meeting at GRADDA, the Greater Rochester ADD Association.
What was most amazing was being in a room full of ADD people who all stayed in their chairs for 90 minutes.
They seemed to be quite a supportive group. Several have had experiences similar to mine, but [...]
I got my new glasses yesterday. In a word, they look fierce. I’m not sure if the term has gone out of fashion, but back in the day, fierce was a few steps above hot.
The titanium finish precisely matches my hair color, the arch on the top of each lens matches the curve [...]
Today’s forecast calls for snow starting this afternoon and running through Tuesday, then again for Friday and Saturday. Yippee
It’s two or three weeks earlier than average, but it seems much earlier than that. Already the weather we had that passed for summer is in the distant past. Autumn, while admittedly [...]
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Someday we’ll all look back on this, and plow right into a parked car.
Just as man evolved from four feet to two, some have evolved from four wheels to two.
Tourers and commuters are a lot alike. Both breeds usually choose a sturdy, yet no-nonsense bike, and both usually have to carry more than your usual OCP roadie. We take tips, tricks, and underground secret information from almost every other type of cyclist, chew it up, and spit out a form of cycling science that manifests itself as a fusion of both basic transportation and recreational riding all at once.—ax0n
You shouldn’t anthropomorphize bikes. They don’t like it when you do that—JustBrowsing
Somewhere on gayforums.net there’s a thread that goes “I just shaved my legs and got some tight lycra shorts. Do you think it would make look like a cyclist or not?”—From yet another “Does wearing lycra make me look gay?” thread on bikeforums.net
I don’t hate cars per se, but the lifestyle they encourage is as lethal and self-destructive as any drug.—Cosmoline
I guess for me it boiled down to a realization that a bike was the right tool for the job. Using a 3,000 pound vehicle move me and my briefcase 2.5 miles to work everyday was like using a steamroller to press my shirts—they'd be wrinkle free, but an iron would be a better choice.—chocula
Starve a terrorist—ride a bike to work. It’s not just good for the environment, it’s good for civilization.—NotAsFat
When all the gasoline runs out, the Priuses are going to be dead on the side of the road right beside the Hummers.
Who is more patriotic, the person who commutes to work on a bike, or the guy who slaps a US flag decal on his SUV that gets 12 miles per gallon?—Jim Caple (ESPN)
I’m on the odd side of now but the right side of history.—Woodog
What’s the point of a bike if you can only ride it on weekends and you can’t even carry anything with you?—madfiNch
I don’t ride to save the environment, auto fuel, money or even to get exercise. I ride because I enjoy it and as a consequence, I get the benefit of the other things.—Charles Vail
What I need is a tandem, a squash racquet and a daring & ruthless accomplice. Is anyone in?—Chris L
My two favorite things in life are libraries and bicycles. They both move people forward without wasting anything. The perfect day: riding a bike to the library.—Peter Golkin
If one is going to be hedonistic and NOT actually in Jamaica, well bicycles ain’t such a bad way to go.—PansyPalmetto
Skilled city cyclists move through traffic like gazelles through a field of fat cows.—JoeyBike
Biking isn’t a sport because anybody can do it. I can bike, you can bike. For goodness sakes, my mother can bike! You don’t see her on the cover of Sports Illustrated, do you?—jack002
Bicycles move with the flow of the Earth—Nikki Giovanni
Let’s have a moment of silence for all those Americans who are stuck in traffic on their way to the gym to ride the stationary bicycle—US Rep. Earl Blumenauer (D-OR)