May 24, 2012
Hey booty shakers. And the rest. My booty hasn't been too active lately, as I've experienced a preview of what is likely to come after being inducted into the 4-0 years old club. Sometimes I person can get to feeling like this Corsica looks.That car makes me feel a little better about how the Old Bastard's held up these past 20 years. As can happen at times like this, I have been experiencing minor joint pain and shortages of essential minerals. I have been trying to take it easy and eat lots of shellfish, so I should be fine (or maybe nauseous) shortly. And to top it off, I got pooped on by a bird today.
Pretty good shot, bird butt. Pretty gooot. But as they say incessantly around these parts, "It's better to be shit on by a bird than shit out by a bear." (Pronounced "baaar!" with excited fear). I have noticed that bird poop tends to be very purple this time of year. Much like these succulent mulberries,
Just the succulent ones are purple |
After being shit on, I stopped at the grocery store to purchase some beer. I told the cashier that my wife says it's good luck to be shit on by a bird, but that I suspected she was just trying to make people feel better. The cashier responded that, "No, it's not good luck. It happens to my sister all the time. It's just dumb luck."
So now that I am home in my comfortable home, let's see what's going on via the safety of the miracle we refer to as the "world-wide web." I don't think I need to check the standings to state that J. "el Punto" Rodriguez Oliver is still obnoxiously leading the Giro d'Italia. Showy Spaniard. Whew. That foray into professional cycling news has got me winded just thinking about the speeds, distances, etc.
Lots of people bicycling around these days. Possibly getting ready for a 3 to 4-day weekend. Bastards. I hope a
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