Put your back into it

More fall, still more!

Two visits with the backcracker and I’m feeling more and more like a biped capable of upright locomotion. That said, I’m still not convinced it was a good idea for the Irish to come down from the trees, even though the English were kind enough to teach us how to operate the wheelbarrow.

What I need to be operating is some bicycles. The deadlines, they loom — for Bicycle Retailer and Industry News, for Adventure Cyclist — and I’ve noticed that Kevin Drum’s obsession with artificial intelligence notwithstanding, these pieces refuse to write themselves.

And somebody has to pay the backcracker. ‘Cause he doesn’t accept health insurance.

Thus the temptation is to get out there right now and push those pedals around. Burn some fat, light the cranial fireworks, make a little magic.

Hmm. What would Plato do? Probably not that. Maybe I’ll just go for a walk.

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7 Responses to “Put your back into it”

  1. Pat O'Brien Says:

    That Kevin Drum is a cheery fellow, ain’t he? I love the part about getting someone worse than Trump. Oy vey.

    Sorry about the deadlines. What happens if you don’t cross the line on time?

    Go for that walk, and take the Boo with you. Get the boy good and empty. Duffy set a personal record yesterday. Five dumps in one mile.

    • Patrick O'Grady Says:

      Yeah, poor Kevin has his own health issues, stuff a chiropractor can’t fix. I think it weighs on him some days.

      I had to push an Adventure Cyclist deadline a couple of days to accommodate my aching back and a couple questions I had for a product manager, but that’s generally not a big problem. Those guys have some wiggle room built into their schedule.

      As for the BRAINiacs, I routinely push that deadline right to the limit, because I like to rant about items that are in the news. Thus my copy sails in about the time the presses are running.

      Meanwhile, The Boo is losing a step or two. We’re pretty sure he’s got the Dogzheimer’s along with all his other chronic complaints, and walking him these days can be a low-yield exercise. I think he’s forgotten what walks are for.

      But today, he gave out with a respectable turd. Thus there was a little something extra in his pay envelope when we got back to El Rancho Pendejo.

      • Pat O'Brien Says:

        It was nice meeting the Boo. I assume he is getting up in years. He was middle age when you adopted him, right? Six or seven years old I my memory serves. I think I’ll have a beer and a movie this afternoon. “Trading Places” seems appropriate after your link. I have that one on DVD.

        • Patrick O'Grady Says:

          He is indeed an auld fella, Pat. The shelter guesstimated him at 6 to 8 when we adopted him, and a Japanese Chin generally tops out around 12, so he’s at the upper end of his range.

          Still enjoys his grub, though, and we can count on him to run the downhill bits of his walk if it’s cool outside (and if he’s in the mood).

          But barring the occasional short sprint, he’s unsteady on his pins most of the time, and that one eye doesn’t seem to be lighting the path as well as it once did. He spends a fair amount of time staring into various corners of the casa as though they owe him money.

          “Trading Places,” eh? I was just thinking about various bits from “A Fish Called Wanda.” It’s hard to go wrong with a Jamie Lee Curtis movie.

  2. larryatcycleitalia Says:

    We enjoyed a nice walk this evening when the clouds finally cleared out. Had to laugh this AM reading NYT’s bit about the prez’ Asian trip – the longest one since GHWB’s that ended with him barfing on the Japanese PM. Gawd knows what the Greasy Orange Turd might do!

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