Category: N.O.S.
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That’s the stuff!
20% chance of rain. 65 high, 33 low. 50% cloud cover. Perfect conditions on tap for this weekend. Perhaps the sand will even be somewhat tamed. My ducks are lined up well for work, and I am very much looking forward to some solo time in the red planet. Life has been taxing as of…
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The Fleet
Julie the karate monkey, Josie the Xterra, and the new kid on the block (not yet operational), the pseudoSurly. My answer to a fixie-townie-bar bike. The frame is an early 90’s Hardrock, canti-bosses chopped off and “custom” painted. The wheels I got today: old RX100 front hub and Surly flip-flop rear on Open Sports with…
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The Thunderstorm
“The leaves unhooked themselves from treesAnd started all abroad;The dust did scoop itself like handsAnd throw away the road.” -Emily Dickinson Today has been a difficult day. A student I’ve written about here ran from a homevisit with her guardian this weekend, and it hurts. Such things go with my job. Standing aloof, at arm’s…
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On Group Riding
I’ve always been a bit antisocial, an oddity as I’ve been accurately characterized as an extrovert (by Meyers-Briggs). The two usually go together well, I like to talk, but only to worthwhile people, and value very highly and do not function well without plenty of time to myself. This weekend pushed those distinctions in interesting…
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Stupid!
Couple kinds of stupid operative in the last few days. Top of the heap, way ahead of the rest is my killing of the laptop keyboard with beer. Spilling it in the first place was stupid, driving it deep into the internals by ineffectually stabbing at the keys with a paper towel was also stupid.…
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Rough Night
Not many things are working “properly” this evening; I never win fights with computers. Except today, after 20 minutes of leaping about, gesticulating, swearing, and setting things on fire (old road flare from Selma’s emergency first aid kit still works!). On that note, I present my current emergency kit. It goes in the pack (almost)…
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Peaches
M’s new ride has a home, check the sidebar. The saga continues……… p.s. AZ is the one state NOT on daylight savings time, but blogger is stupid. Er.
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"Music is the art of the invisible"
-Wynton Marsalais Walking down the street to Zax’s Saturday evening, I was shivering. Wearing capilene and two sweaters, hat, socks with sandals, looking with wonderment at passers-by in shorts and flipflops. Cause to realize I was not normal. It’s only recently that I’ve come to appreciate these opportunities. In retrospect, a hard day out without…
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MOAB
We’ll be here soon. Interesting what comes when you google “Moab”, apparantly it’s also “mother of all bombs”. This one was tested a couple years ago. Be there.
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NICE!
Sorry for the overuse of the wretched pun, but this is just a brilliant shot. It’s all in the eyes. (Not really sorry.) Well done, Dave. Another update in the saga of M and her car; the epic continues in the best American style: as of 1420 AZ time she was in eastern Mississippi, two…
Bedrock & Paradox 