bicycle lesson 101

http://fridaywaster.blogspot.com http://feeds.feedburner.com/FridayWaster Subscribe to the RSS and get the updates first! DO IT! You know you wanna be one of the cool kids. I learned something on the ride into work this morning: You ever have one of those nights when you stayed out just a little bit too late, and had maybe just one drink to many? Now it’s the following morning, and there’s not much more than a fog in your head? 24mph on the bicycle down the first neighborhood hill has a magical way of clearing that haze. Quick, too. Insta-focus. Road rash hurts too much to not snap to attention. Today ends a crazy hectic out of control week, but a good one. I’ve been fighting fires in the office every single day, from the early early morning til the time I lock the office door behind me. Nothing was awful, nothing was a real PITA, just a whole lot of tasks required reactionary work rather than organized and planned tasks. Now it’s Friday afternoon, with blue skies and sunshine outside, a little Buffett is playing on Pandora, and I’ve got nearly everything in my inbox (all 10,000 marbles) rescheduled til next week at least. The kids are all off my no-love-from-dad list for the moment. All of em. The oldest has all of his finals next week, then he’s already on summer vacation. I’m more than a bit jealous that he’s already finished his freshman year. Why don’t we get summer vacation from work? The other rats are all on track with their school stuff. Kid2 got her license AND her cell phone back, and Kids3 and 4 are both in focus with their grades, too. They’re still on double secret probation, though. I’m pretty sure that they’ve been smacked into the reality that I’m set and ready to deal with whatever they can dish out. If they’ve got their next screw-ups already planned, I’ve got the next TWO punishments planned. I’ll escalate the situation until they realize that I’m just the guy to do something really stupid and futile. The weekend is looking like a fine time, too. We’re kid-free and easy, so we’re out of town all weekend; making the rounds visiting friends in different towns all across MD. But before I can get to the road trip, I need to make it thru another night behind the bar at the ‘Hole. It’s been a bit of an adventure the past couple of weeks. Every time I show up, the new manna-yer guy has fired another rack of people. Some of them wasted the oxygen in the building, and I’m surprised lasted as long as they did. Others have been a bit of a surprise. I just need to make sure that I get canned, I’m gonna earn it and enjoy every single moment of the process. = = = = = = = = = = = = = = = = = = = = (it’s been a long time since I received ABSOLUTELY NO SUBMISSIONS for an entire week. You’re all worthless and weak! A pledge pin? On your uniform?!? What do you want to do with your life???? Nothing like clean, wholesome family entertainment: http://www.awfulgames.com/games/13_days_in_hell/ Yep. More shooting. Simple game, but interesting: http://backhand.uchicago.edu/Center/ShooterEffect/ Snoopy p|mps his ride to a groovy soundtrack: http://www.onemorelevel.com/game/killawatt = = = = = = = = = = = = = = = = = = = = Top 10 reasons: “You want easier access. Enough said.” http://www.foxnews.com/story/0,2933,353843,00.html Charles Manson is crazy, if you didn’t know: http://tinyurl.com/63bo9r David Blaine is a nutcase, too: http://www.time.com/time/photogallery/0,29307,1736830_1583242,00.html Greg, honey, is it supposed to be this soft?