Tuesday, September 20, 2011

Heard at Work

"Fuck you, you fucking hologram!" (to the security guard)

Sunday, September 18, 2011

Association of Caffeinated Wheelmen: Training

Yesterday, Shawn I did 40.5 miles in just shy of 3 hours. That means we did about 14mph.

So, that was good.

What's not good, is the fact that we'll be riding over twice that amount in the actual ride.

The other fun part is that we could conceivably ride to my in laws' house. I want to do it just to see the look on their faces when we show up on the bike.

Thursday, September 15, 2011

On my way into work

"Cheer up; you're going to work!"

Monday, September 05, 2011

Association of Caffeinated Wheelmen. Take 2.

For those of you I don't talk to all the time, you'll be surprised/gladdened/appalled that Shawn and I are doing the Livestrong Bike Challenge on October 16. Shawn's work has a sponsoring deal worked out so we don't have to do fundraising, we just have to show up and ride.

Ride 90 miles.

At one time.

Through the hilliest part of the state.

And Shawn has decided that we will do this on his parents' tandem.

Last weekend we did an almost-18-mile out and back. Today we did a 25-mile out and back.

At this rate, I'll be able to do 67 miles on the day of the ride.

Better up the ante.

Saturday, September 03, 2011

Small World

It's a small world.

While I was off taking pictures in Emmitsburg, Maryland, Shawn was off doing Linux nerd stuff in Vancouver, Canada.  He was out there with the person whom I consider his 'best friend at work', Robert.  While they were out there, the discussion of where they grew up came about.  Robert said, "oh a small town called Parker in Colorado."  Shawn said, "me too!"  (as there was only one high school in town until 1997, they also went to the same school) Shawn said something about how he was in the marching band and Robert stated, "me too!" But, alas, Robert had graduated a year or two before Shawn was in high school so there was never any overlap.

After they came back state-side, Shawn remembered that his sister graduated a year or two before he went to high school.  And that's when it dawned on him.  He knew Robert.  Or at least, knew OF Robert.

You see, Robert was the only boy in the clarinet section when his sister was in marching band.  And Shawn only remembered this because of the fact that his sister also played clarinet.

So, there you go, small world.