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Why jogging on El Cajon Boulevard keeps me centered
Falling Down was Michael Douglas and also happens to be one of my favorite movies. It made me almost unbearably uncomfortable. I like that in a movie.— February 23, 2010 2:34 p.m.
Touring Tijuana Bathrooms - Everybody's Gotta Go Sometime
"An amusing collection of drivel....the pathetic memoirs of a dying wannabe outlaw/cartoonist..riveting to the point of unconsciousness..." Cuddlefish Slightly Bored San Diego Reader Blogger Example of byline as indicated in Item No. 12.— February 23, 2010 1:36 p.m.
Bohemian 'rito with Guac
I was going to post earlier that everyone has had a Bohemian Rhapsody story, somewhere, sometime, when the song started and everyone's ears perked up and someone took the lead and before you know it you've assumed your role: Easy come, easy go, will you let me go? Bismillah! No, we will not let you go Let him go Bismillah! We will not let you go Let him go Bismillah! We will not let you go Let me go (Will not let you go) Let me go (Will not let you go) (Never, never, never, never) Let me go, o, o, o, o No, no, no, no, no, no, no (Oh mama mia, mama mia) Mama Mia, let me go Beelzebub has the devil put aside for me, for me, for me! Gives me chills just thinking about it!! Party on, Origami!!— February 22, 2010 7:01 p.m.
Personalized Plates
HUPHRTD took me awhile to figure out, but it was great!— February 21, 2010 10:24 a.m.
ya gotta stop sending me these kind of pictures of u Pete!!!
I want the brush and grow one!!— February 16, 2010 3:34 p.m.
Still No Answers
Unfortunately the assumption is that most large organized rides are Critical Mass. I will be participating in a training ride next week in Solana Beach consisting of 180 participants. It is for a 33, 50 or 100 mile ride (depending on which you sign up for) called the Gran Fondo that will be going through South Bay. The event will consist of 2500 riders. It is a benefit ride for skin cancer. All participation fees go toward skin cancer research. But many people think that the training rides are critical mass supporters - I have been cut off, intentionally driven off the road and yelled at while riding my bike. Not a single person I know that is an avid cyclist (and I know a lot) have any agenda, nor are they part of Critical Mass. They just do not support the mentality of us against them. Sure, they want to see safer conditions for cyclists, but for the most part they are just going for a ride on their bike. And you are right, SD, that the few bad apples have spoiled it for those that enjoy cycling for the sheer fun of it. Now many motorists that encounter a large group of riders become hostile, and vise-versa. It never was like this until it became organized under the name "Critical Mass".— February 15, 2010 1:14 p.m.
I Suck at Vacationing - Part Dos - Redemption
I have been humbled by the DFW hellfire. I had forgotten that place can bring you to your knees if you are not prepared.— February 14, 2010 12:14 a.m.
John Mayer's Pie Hole
Vee half our vaaays of vinding vuss, AG!— February 14, 2010 12:08 a.m.
My Brunch With Yoko
I've always like Yoko, even as a young kid. I'd kill for a chance to shake her surgical-gloved hand.— February 13, 2010 4:51 p.m.
I Suck at Vacationing - Part Dos - Redemption
No, SD, never before I got married would I have had the audacity to travel without a credit card, and been so woefully unprepared in the event of an emergency. This could have gotten pretty serious for me, because like I said, I was completely without resources. I have a certain amount of pride, and unlike Blanche DuBois I have never depended on the kindness of strangers. It got to the point where I realized that the group who I had befriended was viewing me a strange combination of pity and wariness, as if I was going to ask one of them to sport me a ticket on another airline if this last attempt did not pan out for us (I'd rather take a beating). Which of course I would not have to do, I could just call my sister or mother, but had I encountered someone like me, I would have thought "what a dumb s*** - she did not bring a credit card?"— February 13, 2010 1:51 p.m.