getting ready music
Why yes, it is a very Alanis Morissette, Jagged Little Pill kind of night. And I will sing along, knowing all the words, just a little louder than my roommate would probably prefer.
Books are better than boys
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You have no idea how much I want walk through this entryway after I get off of work this afternoon and have a Yuengling and a shot of tully. And then maybe head over to Bob & Barbara’s and see if Frankie (sweetest bartender ever) still works there. Unfortunately I’m about 760 miles away.
McGlinchey’s Philadelphia, PA
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Occasional clock shifts present other challenges.
Southtwelfth might convince you that perhaps you do, afterall, enjoy the end of daylight savings.
How to get killed on a bicycle
Of course this is not meant as a how-to, just a heads up for my fellow bicyclists and drivers.
“Cyclists are in the right 70% of the time, but in the end they always lose.”
There have been many times when I’ve been hit, or a near miss, and it’s one hundred percent the fault of the driver. The problem is, if I don’t realize what’s about to happen and do something, I’m the one who is going to end of getting seriously hurt or killed. The car is maybe going to get scratched. It’s so important to be totally on your game when biking.
The Order of Things
If you are a boy on a bike, I will check out your bike first. If I like it, then I’ll check you out. Then possibly your bike again.
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So, basically, you’re bikesexual.
Yes, a bikesexual. But lest anyone think that I’m a snob about it, or that the bikes I like are multi-colored, fixed gear, sans brakes, neon deep v rims, with those ridiculously tiny handle bars - let me say now that I prefer gears and brakes. I also have a soft spot for helmets and lights. (I didn’t get the nickname Mother Safety for nothing, my friends.) I’ve dated guys who ride road, fixed, bmx, mountain, hybrid, etc bikes. I’ve even dated guys who refuse to get on a bike at all (horrible, I know).
(ps okok-illtellyou is a dear friend of mine who is terrible stylish, charming, and witty. He was a founding member of the, sadly dissolved, Book are Better than Boys book club. His tumblr is worth checking out.)
The Order of Things
If you are a boy on a bike, I will check out your bike first. If I like it, then I’ll check you out. Then possibly your bike again.
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Kind of obsessed with city-data right now. I may not be moving to a new city for at least two years, but I sure as heck can start checking out the options.
It’s so hard not to whine about being sick when you are. But I’m working on it.
Just trying to enjoy the extra sleep and catch up on some tv watching between naps.
