Friday, August 22, 2008
Ultimate Ride Report
I guess the joy of cycling for me is that:
You were someone when you started your trip,
But
By the time you finish it, you could be someone totally else....
I'm really seriously drunk now...
I had some other thoughts but I can't recall them now....
Just one...
I'd like to be someone else than what I am now.
What am I now?
You were someone when you started your trip,
But
By the time you finish it, you could be someone totally else....
I'm really seriously drunk now...
I had some other thoughts but I can't recall them now....
Just one...
I'd like to be someone else than what I am now.
What am I now?
Sunday, August 17, 2008
My Olympic Ordeal
Saturday, August 16, 2008
Thursday, August 14, 2008
Always the journey, never the arrival
Except this once today.
Today was a mini-deadline day, so I was happy not to have gotten this flat on the way to work.
Although, I had to be home earlier to help Dad with ghost festival offerings, so I did not appreciate the time needed to fix the flat.
I DID get the wheel back into the frame on the first try though.
3 flats in 3 months.
Time to get new tires.
Still alive
The same instincts that help you survive on the roads of Singapore, will probably help you survive on the roads of any other country.
I.e. help other drivers, don't be an asshole, always know if someone is driving a bigger vehicle than you are (hence has more cause to be careful) and give them the fucking way every time.
Hard to understand?
Since when did anyone do a comparison of the average driver across nations?
Still alive but I'm pretty drunk now after doing a 30 km cross ride along Chinatown and downtown back to home.
Drunk does not equal tiredness, just plenty of memories that just refuse to quit.
I.e. help other drivers, don't be an asshole, always know if someone is driving a bigger vehicle than you are (hence has more cause to be careful) and give them the fucking way every time.
Hard to understand?
Since when did anyone do a comparison of the average driver across nations?
Still alive but I'm pretty drunk now after doing a 30 km cross ride along Chinatown and downtown back to home.
Drunk does not equal tiredness, just plenty of memories that just refuse to quit.
Friday, August 8, 2008
Tuesday, August 5, 2008
Bike Day Afternoon
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