Ahh, spring. When a young man's fancy turns to thoughts of the riding season. And love, I guess they say. I washed the bike last week, and adjusted the shifter. She feels right.
The love thing? I was thinking on the way home how it would rock to have somebody hanging on behind me. But I'm not sweating it too much. I'll get by with a little help from my friends.
Jane has her oral board certification exam this weekend, I think. It's her 5th try. I think about her a lot and have to remind myself of the reasons it didn't work - and wouldn't again.
In the CD Player right now is Virtuoso: Word War II - Evolution of the Torturer. But since I'm on the bike, I can't really listen to it.
Sounds like my pizza's here.
XO
*** Time Passes ***
Did you know that Magnetic Resonance Imaging (MRI) was originally called Nuclear Magnetic Resonance (NMR)? They changed the name to protect the innocent. The word nuclear gives Merkins the heebie-jeebies. I wonder if that'll go away as we, the last generations to grow up with memory of the cold ware, die off. Maybe not, given the ever-present possibility of meltdown, disposal problems of waste, etc.
*** Much More Time Passes ***
Cold ware??? ware?! I wasn't talkin' 'bout potato salad. I meant cold war.
The love thing? I was thinking on the way home how it would rock to have somebody hanging on behind me. But I'm not sweating it too much. I'll get by with a little help from my friends.
Jane has her oral board certification exam this weekend, I think. It's her 5th try. I think about her a lot and have to remind myself of the reasons it didn't work - and wouldn't again.
In the CD Player right now is Virtuoso: Word War II - Evolution of the Torturer. But since I'm on the bike, I can't really listen to it.
Sounds like my pizza's here.
XO
*** Time Passes ***
Did you know that Magnetic Resonance Imaging (MRI) was originally called Nuclear Magnetic Resonance (NMR)? They changed the name to protect the innocent. The word nuclear gives Merkins the heebie-jeebies. I wonder if that'll go away as we, the last generations to grow up with memory of the cold ware, die off. Maybe not, given the ever-present possibility of meltdown, disposal problems of waste, etc.
*** Much More Time Passes ***
Cold ware??? ware?! I wasn't talkin' 'bout potato salad. I meant cold war.
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thelastunicorn:
why thank you
dusty:
i don't want to beat anybody up you crackhead!!! hahahaha...but i'll beat YOU up if you pay me hahahahhaha