It all happened because I posted a few photos that I thought were funny of pro cyclists all lined up at the side of the road in the middle of a bike race, taking a pause to water the landscape with the fruits of their loins. Next thing you know, I get 98% of my [...]

Or, I just get drunk and taunt you, one way or the other it’s the same result.

… today a guy on a Merlin passed me, didn’t say hello, and then turned around and spat. On me. I shouted at him, “Did you MEAN to spit on me?” and he didn’t say anything, so I caught him at a subsequent intersection and spilled my venom. We definitely were not smoking any peace [...]

He’s the singer/songwriter for Ballboy, by the way. Here is a song from a lovely solo thingamajig he released this summer: No Ball Games.
Sometimes I get a little tired of playing nice and using this space as “practice.” Sometimes I want to write about things that really matter, like, living with depression, or being a [...]

The freaks are out

November 12, 2009 | Leave a Comment

Today on my ride I spotted three recumbents, and a woman on an adult trike coming dangerously close to running over her own leashed dog. Also, one idiot with time trial bars who buzzed me. Warning: if you ride a Lemond bike with TT bars, you are in my black books. I just my stick [...]