If I were my neighbors I wouldn’t like Danzig as much as I do.… Read the rest
OK, so one of the cool things about the metric system is how each system of measurement relates to other systems of measurement. I remember from school that one cubic centimeter describes a volume equal to one milliliter, which in turn weighs one gram. pretty cool. All the “standard” system has is “a pint’s a pound the whole world round.” Yeah, whatever.
So here’s what I did. I stepped on the scale, which said that I weighed 80.2… Read the rest
Rode 19 miles today. Had a great time and only averaged 12 miles per hour. But I did a lot of climbing, which was great! I had a few moments where I wondered if I was gonna make it, but actually for the most part, the mountains in SF are pretty gradual from the West. And the first thing I did was went to Ocean Beach, so it was all going East from there.
The hardest part was up Golden Gate … Read the rest
You made me do it. You insisted that I promise you that I’d read Breakfast at Tiffany’s, and so I did. I reserved it from the library and when I was in there the other day they informed my that my book had arrived. This afternoon, I sat with a glass of water and a bowl of rice for a late lunch and commenced to read.
Now I’m crying, and I don’t even know why. I can’t stand it! I feel … Read the rest
So this morning I spent my VERY LAST cash dollar to take the bus to the bank to cash a check a client wrote. Yeah, cutting things a bit too close this month. Anyway, I got to the bank and they told me that there were insufficient funds in the account. Crap.… Read the rest
I rode my bike to pick up a check from a client this morning. Went up Mission to Cesar Chavez and then across to 3rd street and up around the Embarcadero to Fisherman’s Wharf, where my client’s office is. Then I rode around Pacific Heights and over to the Marina, and then out to the Bridge. I stopped and talked to a couple of tourists along the way and gave them some directions, then out to Seacliff. A tourist … Read the rest
I guess it’s yesterday now, but I thought I’d check in.
I met with someone about some damn computer stuff today at 2pm, so I left a little bit early and took the long way around. I went out Monterey and then cut through some neighborhoods to go over to Portola, then went up into the Twin Peaks neighborhood. I thought about going up Twin Peaks, but time was short and Matt’s reminder not to blow out my knees stuck … Read the rest
This is the second time I’ve burned my oatmeal by forgetting it was on the stove after being distracted by women online. I propose a new euphemism: «burning my oatmeal» for all forms of neglecting one’s well-being or any other duties because of following The Imperious Urge. As in: «I’m sorry, what were you saying? I was totally burning my oatmeal.» or «There was a board meeting today? Oh crap, I guess I really burned the oatmeal this time.»… Read the rest
So today in an attempt to reclaim some of my cycling honor after having given climbed only halfway to Geary Ave from Ocean beach the other day, I rode from my apartment to the Mount Davidson cross. On the map, that’s only about one and a third miles, but it’s a climb to 927 feet above sea level from my place off of Mission Street. I don’t know what the altitude is here, but I rode past Glen park BART … Read the rest
I’m about 50 feet above sea level – if that – and I’ve had to stop and rest for the last 10 minutes. What happened to the days when I climbed mountains on my bike just to say I had?
Still, I cannot complain. I used to call in sick to work just to ride my bike in the mountains. Today is the first time I’ve ridden in months. It’s a pleasure I allow myself so rarely that the pleasure has … Read the rest