Former UNH person Bella knows that I ride my bike to work, so she emailed me a “a few questions” and I obviously responded like an insane person with 1600 words of commuting KNOWLEDGE. For many of the people on this Internet Website, this may be old news and you may not care. But maybe others will like it? Who knows.
If you have other QUESTIONS FOR RYAN you can send them to ryank at exit17 dot net, and I think I’ll get them.
Continue reading Ask Ryan A Question – Commuting to Work
iPhone 5. Super, whatever, I’ll probably get one when my contract is up. However, John Moltz is a funny man.
Eventually Apple will just make phones out of unicorn horn and the dewy moisture that collects between Scarlett Johansson’s breasts when she does hot yoga. (Technically, any yoga done by Scarlett Johansson is “hot yoga” but I’m specifically talking about Bikram in this case.)
I am required to post any references to Scarlett Johansson and hot yoga.
Ryan North (of Dinosaur Comics) is very awesome, and so is this blog post about FedEx, customer service, and proving that FedEx sucks using math.
Whaaaaaat?!? A bicycle race report? Yep. They have been few and far between this year, because I got hit with a dumptruck full of adulthood and a Honda Civic full of Lyme Disease but hey, whatchu gonna do. Continue reading Talkin’ Bout Bicycle Racing – Portsmouth Criterium
Pretty good (and long – check it out during lunch) read. Found it somewhere on Twitter earlier this morning – Balls, Wheels, Doping. • Its not about the bike.
Sorry my blog is all about doping lately.
Poop penis fuck shit balls fuck poop doodie internet gigs ram poop Sega.
There. All better.
I’ve said it before. If you are doping in collegiate cycling, man oh man you are a shit head. If you’re a COACH encouraging your collegiate riders to dope? You are the president and CEO of The Shithead Corporation of America.
right so why the fugg does this matter ?
cuz it happened In captains beloved
south eastern collegiate cycling conference
via Levi Olsen outed in Cumberland University Dope scandal – more glorious than hookers and blow.
If you are a bike racer, the last few days have been weird. Today I just wanted to be held. Twitter has been real helpful.
Adam Myerson decided to tell a story tonight. I compiled it here so it’s easier to read. In “regular reading direction” below, not “Twitter reading direction”.
Continue reading Story Time with @adammyerson
Here are some things that I am currently (as of this week) digging. Perhaps you will like them, too? Or you won’t. I don’t care.
- Sherlock Holmes (BBC, 1984) on Netflix – I really enjoyed the recent Sherlock (which you should watch – also on Netflix) and this is quite good. Mostly because it’s really calm and doesn’t have the “liquified remains” aspect of Bones or the “terrifying ickiness” of Law and Order.
- Amoxicillin – Not really digging this by choice, but by the fact that I do not want Lyme disease. I really dig not having Lyme disease, so, due to the transitive property of things, I dig amoxicillin. I’m entering week three, and will be done with it on Friday. Most of my August has been shot due to not knowing I had Lyme until two weeks into being…uncomfortable…and then having no bicycle fitness after being off the bike for two weeks. So I’ll probably win Portsmouth. Yep.
- Kefir – as a result of above, I’ve been downing kefir like my regimented pooping schedule depends on it (which it does). I’ve also been mixing in various jarred fruits that we made last year. Like the jar of peaches that we made out of peaches growing on an unloved tree in Dover. Not sure why we waited a year to eat them. Shut up.
- Hiking – I hiked a bunch this weekend (by “a bunch”, I mean significantly more than I usually do, which is zero units), with my wife and the dogs. It very New Hampshirey. Mt. Kearsarge had a great view, and I felt like my beard convinced people I belong in the outdoors.
These are the things that I am currently digging.
The typical new car costs $30,000 and sits in a garage or parking spot for 23 hours a day. (source)
We (by we, I mean Amanda and I, because I’m adult now, and thus boring and incapable of thinking of myself as an individual unit) have one car. And this is pretty much why – plus but the yearly costs of things breaking, inspections, and paying for EARTH BLOOD to make it run.