Kevin
aka stb. You get the first section today, even before the SWWW section.
We all know Kev is a dick. I mean, an online dick. In real life, he's a nice guy. I kinda used to be like that. Online jerk, real life nice guy. Now I strive to be the same in both arenas - to be a jerk everywhere. But alas I fail, and am apparently much nicer online than I used to be, though Arwen's Mom says I'm arrogant. Funny, someone else said that about me somewhat recently, but not about my online persona. Apparently she thought I was arrogant in real life too. I have since corrected that issue.
Anyway, back to Kev. I have to slag you a little bit because a) because and b) the next comment. That was a great post. In fact, the 3rd *** which then circularly references the first * is almost pure genius. That's something that, if RNG1 had done, I'd be hearing about for 4-6 weeks, if not longer.
So Friday morning, I give you the official Well Done tag. You may now take the day off from posting.
SWWW
This section should really come 3rd today because I need to address a potential misconception due to the way I worded things yesterday. But I'll go with this first because it's the standard. And frankly, I'm not sure people care *that* much about my testicles. Well, I guess based on the comments below, people actually do.
I digress. I was riding bikes. Last night I had some free time and it was seemingly* warm out. So I went out for an almost 2 hour ride. Ended up with 1:45 of decent pedaling and managed to climb out of the basement of the Winter competition. Jake is next in the cross hairs to take down. Admittedly it's a tall task.
I want to ride in the day light. How did I wake up at like 4:00 every morning last winter and do this? That's just madness.
* not actually
My Testicles
Some facts...
1. I have 2 of them. I didn't actually have it removed. The blockage (or whatever) was fixed. Now it's normal size.
2. The left one hangs lower.
3. I believe they are the same size.
4. Yes, it is entirely possible that the 5th grade nurse exam was in a closet. Actually, I can verify that it pretty much was, and I'm not joking. Remember, this is BLOOMSBURY. There are more letters in the name of the town than I had people in my graduating 8th grade class. Seriously.
5. I have not, nor do I plan to, name them.
Comments
Bill - Agreed, you are going to hell. But I think it's because you run into people with your truck when you get mad and not due to what Donovan watches. But maybe both? IDK...
Mandi - Aren't you punny! I do enjoy that you don't shy away from the tough stories. When I told the saddle sore story on the podcast you chimed in with some feedback, IIRC.
Clark - I don't think I'm ever going to own a fat bike. But I figured FS bikes were done for me too. So maybe?
Gordon - That's an interesting race! I do remember people saying how awesome it is! While I don't know if that is in the cards for this year, maybe one day. Tell me more about it? You did it last year?
What is the Picture?
It is a candle. The wax is red. It is a flat, wide candle that was on the ground. It was on the street, at the end of a driveway. It was dark. The candle was to get your attention to show you that there was a place to eat up the driveway.
I really like it with the black frame. So does Capers.
Liver
So I like liver but not liverwurst. My mother-in-law makes really good liver. But my father-in-law always ruins it. So whenever she would put it on the table, we would go nuts eating as much as we could because it was perfect when it was served. Good liver can't be overcooked. I think a lot of people who dislike liver get the overcooked, rubbery version. While I will eat that, it's just not that good.
So we would all pound the liver as fast as we could, until my father-in-law would try a piece, declare it under-cooked, then put it back in the wok and cook it again. He would inevitably ruin a great dish, and when he put it back on the table it would be overcooked and not nearly as good. We would still eat it, but with much less fervor.
Andy doesn't like liver. But she does like pate & foie gras. Apparently her parents do like liver, so I'm happy to report that I will continue to eat liver in various forms going forward.
Not sure how liverwurst would taste to me now. I have a feeling it would be passable. Maybe Clark & I can have a liverwurst ride party one day. No promises that I won't throw up though.
Weekend
Saturday is looking like a road ride with Andy. And Sunday is looking like some ride with Utah. I'm told every trail in the state is awful though, so we may be on the road again. Ted sighs.
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