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I’ve been vaguely under the weather this past week. Snotly, wimpy, and excessively sweaty. Not sure if it was just some sort of crazy hay-fever or a very feeble summer cold, but I’m over the worst of the foulness. At least I don’t feel totally wimpy anymore, though I am still in possession of a […]

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Oh lord, did my alarm clock just wake me up from one HELL of a scorched-earth hissyfit. I was dreaming that I had some sort of big final paper to turn in, the fate of my BA hung in the balance, and a string of catastrophes was preventing me printing it out and handing it […]

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because I got wolf-whistled while armpits deep in a garbage can in downtown Kansas City Kansas. The absurdity of the situation just tickled me eight shades of pink. KCKS guys have basically no standards, nor dignity. I mean, srsly? But sexual harrassment and foul odors nonetheless, i think I got enough bottles for my boat […]

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On my way home from work today, I rode past some very busy fireworks stands in the West Bottoms. If you know Kansas City, you might know about James Street and the half dozen or so semi-abandond buildings that become explosives emporia in the week leading up to Independence day. Being as today is The […]

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This is written partly in response to Jacquie Phelan’s recent musings about where women fit into the cycling industry, and partly because I sometimes kick ideas around about my own “place” in the two-wheeled underground. I think part of the problem(s) that both Jacquie and Bike Hugger were addressing (1) (2) (3) stem from how […]

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Man, oh man, yesterday I had two flats at once and it was a pain in the ass. I picked up some goat-head thorns during one of Ruby’s and my excursions into the West Bottoms. The dog likes to run, and I don’t, so what we do to compromise is I leash her up and […]

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I guess if you catch a glimpse of yourself in the mirror in the work restroom and think, “who the fuck is that douchebag?” you’ve probably pretty much failed your fashion check for the day. I realized about midway through the day today that I dressed like a complete asshole and felt sheepish for the […]

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But the opening animation was AWESOME: We’ve had about a 50/50 rate of hits and misses with Netflix. The movies that we’ve gotten and enjoyed were really great and the ones that sucked were almost unbelievably awful. The nice thing about Netflix is that it’s so inexpensive that if you get a dud, you can […]

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I tell you there’s nothing like a group of cyclists to whip up a tempest in a teapot. The most recent fuss and bother that finally penetrated my protective carapace of “not-giving-a-fuck” is a Facebook kerfuffle centered around a group of disgruntled motorists who just can’t stand sharing the road with cyclists and have therefore […]

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I used to live in the Boston Apartments on 38th & Main, circa 2000-02 back when the place was a total roach motel. I’ve heard tell that it’s been bought by someone responsible who has fixed the place up really nice nowadays, but back when I lived there, it was pretty freakin’ squalid. One would […]

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