Opening Day

Indigo Joe’s had a great offseason innovation – little banners of the teams in the games showing hung under each TV. I saddled up to the bar and planted my ass in a stool with utter and complete confidence that I had the best seat to watch the Eagles, and next to the support pillar which gives me a buffer zone to use my laptop. I complimented the owner on his brilliant informational innovation, asked him if he change was approved at the annual owner’s meetings during the winter. He reminded me that I forgot my squawk box!!! I’m outta shape, its been a long offseason!!!

The bartender was knew and she knew little about football. I told her she only needed to learn a few key phrases, which she could place in key situations to increase her tips. But she’ll need to keep learning or by week 10 I’m gonna be wondering why she keeps telling my team to score a safety!

Moose Johnson has become a handsome ex-fullback. Who’dathunk that?

My new imaginary idealized fantasy team:
Smashtastic McNegratuid – MLB
Vince Testitasticlees – QB
Jarvis Jerius Jervicious Jones-Johnson – RB
Siete Ocho – OG

Left Foot Right Foot????

G puts her shoes on a lot. And yet in all the times she has tried, I can not once remember her getting the correct shoe on the correct foot.

Beckie confirms.

Chances of this being purely coincidental are astronomical. She can figure out how to take off the shoes, how to stick the socks inside of the shoes, how to root through her show drawer for a choice pair of shows, how to fetch her shoes, how to fetch my shoes, how to complain when certain shoes can not be found. How does she never get the correct shoe on the correct foot?

i encourage footwear. And today in her urge to help me take out the recycling, she embraced my recommendation for footwear with a zealousness that rang of comprehension.

But no conditioning seems to trigger the understanding. Left…right…what’s the difference?

One Week, 4 Bikes, 2 Broken Spokes

  1. Wednesday – Superlight – Commute
  2. Thursday – Heckler – Bulldog Canyon
  3. Friaday – Blur – Desert Classic
  4. Sunday – roadie – Saguaro Lake

That is so harmonious, and so consistently novel, and so full of options!

And so much to repair.

I thought multiple bikes would mean less work, instead there is always more to do.   Always parts that are broken that do not match other parts on hand for other bikes.   Always drips and drabs.

Thursday was the rear shifter cable and derailleur pulley on the Blur, which was packed full of crud still from the Crazy 88; Saturday was spokes on the Heckler which required unmounting the rotor and the cassette.   Lacing spokes as repairs always bends the spokes, and here’s a tip – when you clip the spoke on the trail, leave enough length so you can grab it when you unscrew it from the nipple.   The front wheel of the Blur was rubbing the brake calipers and needed truing, and i can only hope that was why I was struggling so badly on Desert Classic.   The Superlight needs its handlebars aligned, and the roadie…well, I changed my cleats a ride ago they probably need to be tightened.   I need to lube the shock mounts on the Heckler, change rear tires on both the Blur and the Heckler, and I had to stick a cork from a wine bottle into the handlebar on the Heckler where i lost one of the bar plugs. I painted the tabletop of my work table, so the particle board will keep from fraying.   I hung a hook in the garage to hang my new #2 spoke wrench on.

This is basically a full-time job.