Pedal Strike

Tweet“She thinks I’m trying to incite something between you two,” a friend informed me. Biting back the [completely inappropriate] urge to ask where the kiddie pool filled with KY was, I looked at my friend perplexed. “She” in this case was said friend’s fiancee that I had met for the second time the previous night. […]

TweetApparently, no matter how hard I try, it’s not going to go away. And everyone’s buzzing about it anyway. So, if you can’t beat ‘em, join ‘em, right? Yeah, that’s right Valentine’s Day; you’re getting an undeserved shout-out. Happy now you fucked up, poor excuse for a holiday? Now, now, don’t say I’m bitter, BECAUSE […]

TweetOn the verge of an academic bonk, I was guzzling an Americano at 5pm while he was sticking to tea at our weekly meeting, when he said, “Keep to what you can manage, you know? Otherwise, you just end up looking like an idiot.” We weren’t talking about me, or even him, really, but the […]

TweetEmbrocation Monday, again. You know where to go.

TweetDenial can only last so long, and when your rear brakes start to sound like metal grating on sand, it’s time to install new pads. Or at least to install new pads within the next two months. On auditory notice that my brake pads were nonexistent, I still managed to forget about buying new ones […]