i try to get baked as a motherfucker at least once a week before lifting. it’s one of my favorite things in the world.  going for a long bike ride on a greenline or other restricted-access type road is a blast too. on the other hand, i tried mountain biking high once and i’ve never been so fucking scared in my…

there are no awards for being too thirsty on the internet.

i usually visit home at least three times a year, sometimes for a much as 12 hours at a time. i miss it until the moment i’m sitting in my parents house.

right, i’m assuming the ‘megged here just overpursued and got off balance. honestly in my pretend scenario...that’s where i would lose.  my last three steps in that sequence would be a stumble and i’d take my opponent out unless they did some acrobat shit.

just to be clear, stating a lack of knowledge and assuming i’d be bad at the sport is me trying to be a badass online. good job implying some sort of violence against a “girl” btw that’s some excellent concern trolling.

i prefer to learn new shit every now and then. sorry to inconvenience you.

that’s a great explanation, thanks. i hope i didn’t come across as a massive dunning-kruger previously but if so, mea culpa.

got it. i’m going to assume it’s just damn impossible to react to spiritual depantsing at this level.

six to midnight as soon as i saw the picture. DO WANT.

full disclosure: i never played soccer.

i love everything about going to redbirds games, other than their association with the god damn cardinals.

grilled pork tenderloin:

what seems like a hundred years ago now...when i was in a new hire class at the department of treasury i met tim geithner in the elevator. he had went out and bought lunch for his staff and was trying to hold two bags and four coffees or similarly-served beverages in one of those cardboard carriers. he got on the…

i can’t ride in a pack. i never made it past a B group ride...i would not sleep the night before because i was so nervous i could fuck up and hurt someone who “deserved it more” whatever that means. i could crush my numbers on the trainer and go out and replicate most of that performance on the road by myself, but put…

i can’t imagine having the life of a pro cyclist foisted on you because of some test results. good for him.

amazing how a stranger’s odd hatred for the true hit king can make a person really want to honor the true hit king properly.

so many levels to this game.

the main board is the real low point of all internets. but yes, rupps rafters is a shithole.

there is much gold to be mined from the rivals boards.

are people from the indian subcontinent usually referred to as white? this is new to me.