SLA means ‘So Long, Asshole’

Herself and Your Humble Narrator (Bizarro World versions).
Herself and Your Humble Narrator (Bizarro World versions).

Well, Herself ran away from home today, bound for New Orleans. She claims to be attending a librarians conference, something called “The SLA 2010 Annual Conference & INFO-EXPO,” but Momma O’Grady didn’t raise no fools. I mean, what kind of library outfit would hire James Carville and Mary Matalin as its keynote speakers? Puh-leeze.

I practically invented that really-honey-I’m-working dodge, telling her for years that I was going to Vegas to spend a week covering a bicycle-industry trade show called “Interbike.” And she bought it. Ho, ho. There’s one born every minute, but I ain’t one of ’em, Toots.

So it’s just me and the cats here, enjoying some of the filthiest June weather in recent memory. If it’s not pissing down rain, it’s blowing 40 mph or thereabouts, and sometimes it’s doing both, causing the furnace to click on.

These conditions are not limited to Colorado, by the way — the poor saps racing the Dauphiné Libéré and the Tour de Suisse have had to break out the rain capes. Happily, I do my little bit of business indoors, where’s it’s dry.

Meanwhile, Herself just rang me up and said she can’t find red beans and rice, jambalaya or gumbo at the restaurant she’s supposedly at. Just sushi. She’s not nearly as good at lying through her teeth as I am. Hell, I bet she’s not even in The Big Easy. She’s probably in Vegas.

• Quick, all you librarians — from which work of popular fiction did I steal the headline on this post?

11 thoughts on “SLA means ‘So Long, Asshole’

  1. Ooooohhhhh-fishy-fishy-fishy-FISH! Missed the Carville and Matalin keynote because of…plane mechanicals (wink-wink) 🙂 No – really!

  2. The weather has been less than ideal for cycling here on the west slope as well: Day One of Ride the Rockies (which I jumped into, not wanting to pay the fee) started out with partly cloudy skies and temps in the high 50’s, but as the day wore on in came the thunderstorms with lightning and hail. The temps didn’t change much, though. Luckily, it was a short “stage”, only around 50 miles.

    Wish us luck tomorrow when RtR heads over the 10,800ft top of Grand Mesa as part of a near-century. The forecast is for chance of thunderstorms and even some snow early on, temps topping out in the high 40’s up top (just before the descent to Delta, Colorado). Once again I plan on being an uninvited guest, but if things start out looking really bad I may decided that since I didn’t pay my money, why take my chances?

    Could end up being the Gavia 1988 all over again. By which I mean I didn’t ride that either.

  3. Can’t find the answer – I’m not a librarian either. I eagerly await the answer.
    My searches turned up a George Carlin reference. Apropos Carlin – I have seen his first movie “With Six You Get Eggroll” on Turner Classic Movies. He plays a hippy dippy server at a drive-in burger joint that is the meeting place for widow, Doris Day and widower, Brian Keith. In a running gag Carlin’s goof ball character makes pithy observations about the couples’ even wackier behavior.

  4. My wife says she has to go to Paris in August for a big presentation. I know they take August off over there. The big presentation may not be before a group….

  5. Sorry your weather’s not so good. Here in It’ly we’re enjoying Paradise in Piedmont where June weather has returned after a couple of days when it was hot and sticky like July. Great food and wine don’t require any special weather to enjoy but cycling DOES and we’re enjoying that too. Running the bike tours keeps me from paying much attention to the stupid political circus in the USA but once I’m back home in August I’ll be calling those congressmen and mailing checks to anyone who might be able to reduce the number of Republicans in office.

  6. Its gorgeous down here in NM, except for the smoke and haze from the South Fork fire up in the Jemez (near Polvadera Peak) filling up the Rio Grande Valley. That lightning-induced fire is now in excess of 5,000 acres, 0% contained. Saturday’s blowtorch winds didn’t help.

    Temps otherwise back to normal. I actually wished I had put on a windbreaker vest riding in to work this morning.

  7. That crap you’re encountering has plagued us here in Nor Mn for a while now and shows no signs of leaving without a fight. Check out my humble sight for some pictures of what it did to our MNMTB series race here yesterday. What a mess!

  8. We’re in classic Old South summer mode here in NC. We’ll have the same forecast from now until mid-September:

    Hot… chance of rain.

  9. Don’t mind me … I’m just frantic about trying to log some sun-splashed miles before that little race around Frogland kicks off. Covering the Tour, even from a distance, is like walking into a biker bar after parking a Vespa out front and ordering a microbrew. You have no idea what’s about to happen, but you’re fairly confident that it will not be pleasant.

Comments are closed.