my truffles are crooked
Thursday, 11 February 2010
Never squashing spiders.
Tuesday, 08 May 2007
Monday, 05 February 2007
The weather was nice today, so I took a nice little bike ride.
I rode through Garden Of The Gods a couple times, to the police station in Manitou, then home. It was only 18.66 miles, which seems pretty wimpy compared to the hundred-mile days I did regularly in 2004. Not even 20 miles, but still, it wiped me out. I'll be back to my 2004 hardcore-nosity though, hundred-mile days are in my future.
she reminds me of a lot of people,
she's someone that I've never seen,
and she's perfect.
Saturday, 27 August 2005
I sleep in a hammock.
I put baskets on my bike.
Life isn't a big deal.
Conservative Christian, right wing Republican, straight, white, American males, soul savin’, flag wavin’, Rush lovin’, land pavin’ personal friends to the Quayles.
Quite diligently, workin’ so hard to keep, the free reins of this Democracy from tree huggin’, peace lovin’, pot smokin’, barefootin’, folk-singin’ hippies like me.
Tree huggin’, peace lovin’, pot smokin’, porn watchin’ lazyass hippies like me.
