I am beginning to discover a rather unpleasant downside to locking up your bike: While it does means no one can take it, it also means that if say, the lock freezes, and then your key breaks off in it, you have a very long, cold walk home.

What the hell is up with the -21 tempatures!?!? It's fuckin' April already.

GROAWL.

I just received a piece of spam e-mail with the subject line "do not sleep for god sake".

I think that's pretty spectacular.

Yep.

I mentioned to myself in my paper journal today, that I only seem to find the time to write about things, when they aren't happening. When exciting events are swirling around my head, who has the time to sit down, think about them, and commit them to pen and paper, keyboard and computer screen? Not me, it seems ( Read more... )

Dear Scorekeeper ( Read more... )

So, is the thrill of exposing yourself to some random cyclist really worth the experience of having minus 30 or so temperature winds hit you in the ass as you stick your rump out the window?

I wouldn't have thought so ( Read more... )

This country is ridiculous ( Read more... )

Instead of any sort of proper update, I shall instead provide you with some Highlights Of The Past Little While ( Read more... )

Sometimes, not so clever things take place ( Read more... )

I think the internet is a living entity ( Read more... )

So, today I discovered that the box in the garage that holds my (or, to be more precise, my brother's) TV, is the very same box that a squirell choose to use to store his acorn stash.

Translation: I went looking in that box for something today, and a heap of acorns fell outta it.

I was entertained.