Someone said something to me that I could not let go. I was making my way through an otherwise ordinary Monday when someone I know approached me and broached the topic of politics. Not knowing my political persuasion, this person launched into a rant, complaining that the presumptive Democratic nominee for president was not a “man of the people.” My interests piqued, I asked this…
Have you ever opened your mouth, only to be surprised by the amount of fluid your mouth is expelling? The circumstances don’t seem to matter, you can be opening your mouth to eat or speak, and suddenly (and without voluntary control), you’re spitting a narrow stream of saliva across the room like one of those shower heads they install in low rent apartments to conserve water. I…
I’ll bet that one day ‘low-carb’ will be classified as an eating disorder. Anyone want to take that bet?
Can it cause in insufficient food intake?
Check.
Can it cause long term health problems?
Tentative check.
Will people ignore these factors in favor of being thin?
Are you kidding me?
Anyone willing to partake in the ‘new bike for John’ initiative is welcome to…
I have been the satisfied owner of a neon yellow, aluminum frame, Trek bicycle since January 1991. I have gone in and out of bicycle shops through the years, but I’ve restricted my browsing to items of need rather than desire. In this way, I have substantially eluded the phenomenon known as “Post-shopping stress disorder”, or P.S.S.D. (pronounced “pissed”). References…
“This is going to hurt me more than it’s going to hurt you.” If you’ve been following my recent adventures, you know that I was talking to my poor iBook, just before I left it at the shop for repairs.
I feel guilty. I feel lonely. Most importantly, I feel bored. My five year old, Bondi Blue, original iMac hasn’t seen this much action since, well, I bought a new iBook…
Riding a bicycle to work during the rainy season in Florida is like rolling the dice and betting on a number between one and twelve. Here’s my summer forecast: there’s a 100% chance that I’m going to get awfully wet. There are two ways to accomplish this feat of aquatic proportions. One, engage your body’s temperature regulation system; or two, ride home in an afternoon…
They say you can never go home again. But what if you never left?
Things change. Jobs evolve and responsibilities are added. Streets widen. Landmarks are bulldozed and new ones take their place. People get older. Belongings accumulate, break, and get replaced. Friends find new opportunities and move away. New friends are made. Relatives pass away. Children are born. Coworkers move on to new…
I felt like a parent dropping their child off for the summer at camp. I decided that my iBook deserved a chance at a healthy life, so I dropped it off at my local repair shop for the old ‘once over.’ They said it could be a while before they could get to it, due to a bit of a back log.
I could almost see the look of betrayal on its cover as I left it there on the counter, at the mercy…
Once upon a time, there was a meeting in Clearwater. It was to be a glorious meeting between three government agencies, and the people who represent them. Anticipation ran rampant as more people filed into the room. Each side of the table came armed with enough ‘gotchas’ to destroy all of the egos in the room, five times over. One pregnant question hung in the room as the agreed upon…
Nothing brings the neighborhood together like a police chase. First, we heard the roar of engines as cars blew past our house (at the stop sign) at high speed. Next, we heard the doppler shift of sirens careening past. This repeated two more times, making us wonder if our house had suddenly been magically transported to Hell’s Kitchen. The gawker gang was out in full force, sharing…