Ready for spring.
My two babies resting in the house during an Ohio winter, a specialized tarmac elite and steel langster. I am so excited to put countless miles on the tarmac as soon as the weather breaks.
First ride since the accident. Healed like a champ. Coming from working class blood has many perks. Damn near invincible like a cockroach.
This is proof that I do sometimes smile instead of smirk. I’ve been told I smile in conversation or in thought often. A forced smile is however very difficult for me hence the natural smirk I usually have.
Yes, my kitchen is beautiful. Yes, I need a real table. Yes, my langster in the background rocks. Yes, I’m wearing skintight spandex. Yes, I had a nice 30 mile ride at 16mph average.
Cycling is perfect for getting lost in your own thoughts. I highly recommend it to all of you that will read this.
The war had barely begun, the summer of 1846, when a writer, Henry David Thoreau, who lived in Concord, Massachusetts, refused to pay his...
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I’m so excited! I may have to start looking for an SX-70 to compliment my other Polaroids.
So far, Atlas Shrugged is a fantastic book but omg I can’t handle the way Ayn Rand writes about sexual relationships.
Too much “owning” and...