Pedal Strike

I’m really good at making faces. You might not think it if you just met me. Or maybe you would. In any case, my Mom hates it. Which makes me just do it more, until, finally unable to hold in her laughter, she’ll watch me contort my face with a mixture of disgust and amazement […]

When I was little, it seemed like every household except mine had that game. I loved it though [who didn’t?]. I remember seeing a friend with the game in college, and attempting to pick out the plastic pieces for the first time in over 10 years. Even sober, it was hard, and after about 12 […]

Every Bostonian that reads this blog will probably understand the title reference. Or they should, if they consider themselves true Bostonians. Especially when it’s coupled with this: Yeah I know, I said I wouldn’t make another one. But I owe Jeremy this kind of maddening, eye-straining, muffled-scream inducing embroidery work, mostly because my bike almost […]

Good thing I’m not a Bosox fan. I’m not sure I can take the intensity of it all; and despite the fact that I barely manage to get dressed every day (i.e., that I’ve completely let myself go), I can’t/won’t wear the Bosox hat and t-shirt combo. Particularly if the former is pink. I know […]

A few weeks ago, just when I started playing around with the whole idea of actually selling these hats, I got an interesting email. The story went like this: Guy wants a hat. Guy got his bike stolen. Guy offers a MS Paint masterpiece of his bike (pictured above) in exchange for a hat. So […]