Grab the magnifying glass, then sprinkle some pepper down there
and wait for it to sneeze.
The Algorithm is having fun with me today.
When I checked Weather Underground for today’s forecast I was served in quick succession ads for wiener medicine and the Jeep Grand Cherokee. I’m not quite certain what the connection might be there, and I’m pretty sure I don’t care to find out.
Later, on the way back from the grocery, I saw a cyclist wobbling along in the Comanche bike lane … in shorts and short sleeves. Checked the Subie’s thermometer: 33°.
Now there’s a dude might could use a Jeep Grand Cherokee. For sure he’s gonna need some wiener meds.
Mad Blog Media 
February 7, 2022 at 5:20 pm |
Mid thirties up here and a nasty wind chill.
I got tired of being homebound, threw on some tights and my 36 year old Stony Brook Bike Race Team jersey (which amazingly, still fits) and went putzing around town. Stopped and talked to Stephen over at Rob and Charlie’s and then started back. Some MFing asshole came right up behind me on St. Michaels, laid on the horn and rolled coal. Gave him the Universal Salute and saw him try to slow down and turn around.
Just then the train came through and the road closed as I headed north on the Rail Trail with Doofus on the other side. Sometimes God is good.
And no, I was not packing, although sometimes I wonder…
February 7, 2022 at 7:25 pm |
IT shrinks?
February 7, 2022 at 7:28 pm |
Oy vey! Please pass the pepper.
February 8, 2022 at 12:52 am |
Hmm, like the results of having your prostate removed due to cancer, don’t ask me how I know
February 8, 2022 at 3:32 am |
Belated Happy Waitangi Day to you, sir.
February 8, 2022 at 8:52 am |
Well, I know this makes me an outlier, but I don’t mind the trainer as long as I’ve got something good to watch. I found Watchmen on HBO this morning, and I was good to go. And just as well. I have time to ride early in the morning, and at 5:30 it was dark out, with temps around the mid 20’s, which is about -4C for those of you in metricland.