a hard stretch of hill. i'm not going to shift down, though, i come up off the saddle, i'm pushing it. one more kilometer to climb. it's so incredibly pitiful that i ever wanted to do this, but now i'm stuck with it.

Sunday, March 21, 2010

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Tuesday, March 09, 2010

vans in my head...

To get the most out of this post, hit play before you start reading.

For some, it's all about Chuck Taylor. In fact, a good part of my childhood was spent with the ubiquitous star on the inside of my ankles. But for the last ten years or so, I've been a Vans man. Slip-ons to be exact.

Anyway, here's every pair I've ever owned. Chronologically. Starting at 12 o'clock and moving clockwise.

My oldest pair has been through a lot, including spray paint and a Sharpie redesign. But they also show the wear that most Vans slip-on aficionados will be able to identify. The footbed is worn through to the rubber, the collar lining is shredded. Most obviously, the fabric across the foot is torn, propagated from that same spot - you know, where the vamp meets the foxing. When one walks in these shoes, the rubber foxing wants to pull away from the cloth across the foot and the point where your foot bends is where this eventually occurs. All in the game, though.

My favorite ones tend to be the loudest, because, well, you know me. Worn with a sense of irony, but not really.

And these are my "work" Vans. Much more professional than the others, of course.

If you feel like getting me a pair, I'm a men's 10.5. Have some fun with them here.

Friday, March 05, 2010

cure, part 2.

A little more to cure what ails you.

Ah, the wonders of warm air and sunshine.

My favorite view on my favorite local road:

Four days ago this road was impassable.

Tuesday, March 02, 2010

palak daal...

Followed this recipe more or less. A fine meal, though I could use a better recipe for naan than this one, unless my problem was using olive oil instead of veggie oil... Any insight would be appreciated!


I think you know where this is headed.

Saturday, February 27, 2010


As I'm getting tired of this:

I slapped some fenders on the bike, my Performance booties on my feet, and braved the early morning flurries to meet up with fatmarc, denS, Sanford and Chappy for a ride.

Totally cured the cabin fever that's been building up this last month. Record snow still has the trails buried, and snow drifts and ice are hazardous, but things have cleaned up nicely.

And it turned out to be a blue sky kinda day.