Tuesday, January 12, 2010

We're here

Kiah's passing has left an empty feeling in the house. Snowy Bear and I are leaning on each other for support. Mrs went to work today and has called a couple of times which was nice. The sadness comes in waves. Who knew that riding the trainer would take away some of the pain.

Has your dog ever had to wear the Cone Of Silence? As a rule you can pretty well kiss the walls of your house good bye. Bolstad had a dog who used it like a shovel outside in the snow. Maggie would get Snowy Bear's head in the thing and then jerk sharply.

I'm glad I'm not the strong silent type. Those guys end up in straight jackets.

Wednesday, October 14, 2009

Monday, September 28, 2009

Saturday, September 12, 2009

Saturday, August 22, 2009

Tuesday, August 11, 2009

This is a private sight

Dear Snakecrotch,

So I stopped at CRC this morning and Uncle Hurl fixed the brakes on my clown bike and set me up with a set of neato keano lime green grips and come to think of it I never paid for the 12 cups of coffee either.

In other news my neighbor (not the crotchety prick) is going on some kind of mountain climbing extravaganza to celebrate the 10 year anniversary of same activity even though the dumb shit has 3 kids under 6. Even I'm not that GD goofy.

Dogs barking at me to go for a walk even though the crazy bitches have been allowed to graze in the front yard. Stop the madness.

Reblogging here is fun kinda under the radar.

Take care homeboy.


Monday, August 10, 2009

Because nobody cares

I may start posting some stuff here again.

I may detail my job search which would be very short.

Post photos of me vacuuming.

Photos of breakfast, lunch and dinner and it would still be more interesting than half of the shit you waste your time on when you're at work on your Facebook page and Twattering.

I expect the Poofter to leave a comment on this venue some time today because he's a savvy internet guy with a 3 button shirt for casual Friday.

Friday, December 19, 2008

Friday, October 24, 2008

We have fled the Matrix and have landed on the planet Lovetron (see Darryl Dawkins) and will be writing all kinds of zany bullshit. Come with me if you want to live.

Why are you here when you should be HERE. Go ahead, click the mouse...I dare ya.

Thursday, October 16, 2008

The time has come for us to part ways...at least at this location. It's been fun. Everything ends. I know this for a fact.

Wednesday, October 15, 2008

Mrs and I have been married 28 years today. I had my knee operated on for the first time 29 years ago today which is the day I met her. Debbie and my mother are the two best people I've ever known in my whole life. You can't say much more than that.

Tuesday, October 14, 2008

Cancel the three ring circus

I'm going to give cross racing a break. Since I'm not allowed to pay my 20 bucks and have fun...do a lap and stop to chat without the race official giving me shit and getting e-mails the next day...wink, wink, go away honey...I'll just take a break. I'm going to do everything possible not to break my streak of not driving to work which started in April of 2005. Commuting is life and bike racing is for shits and giggles...or at least it should be.

Sunday, October 12, 2008

Father Flanagan left a message on my cell phone tonight

I stopped to talk to some hecklers out in the woods but they really weren't much for conversation. It might have been because I told a couple of them 'Fuck you and the horse you rode in on' earlier in the race.

Mrs says she also works on her grocery shopping list during the race

If you know anyone in these pictures don't say anything