Yeah, that’s right. I’d rather bust out the needle and spool — mangled knuckles and all — and suture up a saddlepack zipper that’s ripped free rather than plunk down the $14.95 for a new one. Some call it cheap. I call it frugal. And while I won’t win any awards for my stitchery, dang …
I’m thinking it’s time to retire these fine fellas: They’ve served proud and done me well, but it’s time to say so long.
If you saw last Friday’s post regarding the backyard discovery of the six baby rats, I’m figuring it’s high time four days later to follow up with a status report. Did my efforts to rebuild their home and return the infant rodents to it hopefully entice momma rat to come back and continue raising them? …
Agh, what a tangled chain. I had to go to three different online bike sources to get the parts needed to repair The Phoenix, but they’re all ordered and hopefully will be here by Thursday so I can hit the Bicycle Kitchen and reanimate my beloved ride. From Harris Cyclery: Suntour 160mm double ring crankset; …
Well The farewell episode of The Sopranos pretty much sucked supreme, but at least our last supper with Tony & family didn’t disappoint.
I can’t remember anticipating a television show at the level that I’m eagerly awaiting the arrival of the series finale of The Sopranos that airs in a few minutes. Will the last episode go Shakespearean in the proportions of its tragedy and make everybody and I mean everybody dead? Will A.J.’s suicidal tendencies manifest itself …
With Friday’s crash and Midnight Ridazz and yesterday’s bike ride to post signage for the river ride I’m right now trying to power through the residual aches, pains, sore ribs and fatigue to find the energy not only to do the 35-mile option of the river ride this morning but then also to fulfill my …