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Various bits...
An idiot set fire to the Man. An idiot who is evidently a well-known idiot who works for SF Supervisor Chris Daly.
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kshandra has email at the Playa. She's weird.
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Riding stats for the day:
Distance: 4.185 miles
Maximum Speed: 16.6 mph
Average Speed: 10.8 mph
Time: 23 minutes, 20 seconds
Calories Burned: 120.8
Fat Burned: 12.7 grams
I tried a slightly different route this morning, since I've learned that the Creek Trail is technically closed until sunrise. Oops. This seemed to shave a few minutes off the time; good enough that I had a moment of panic when I rolled up in time to see a northbound train depart.
Coming home sucked. It's over 90°F here. My last half-hour at work was cleaning up Yard 2, so I was already hot and sweaty when I bailed.
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Speaking of work, amusing incident yesterday. I'm almost back at the shop, coming down Commercial getting ready to make the turn on 7th. Suddenly, coming the other way, I see a black Bronco charge into my path.
Oh. It's my insane boss. I don't move the wheel an inch. He roars past, in his own lane. I bleep him on the Nextel.
Me: "If you'd hit me, you'd get to do the paperwork."
Him: "I didn't think you were going to move!"
Me: "I'm bigger than you."
Him: "Hey, this thing is pretty heavy..."
Me: "And it's not my truck."
Him: "Good point."
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I better win the lottery tonight. Just so I can walk into a BMW dealership and lay down 50 grand in cash for a 335xi coupe. That and the fun of telling Kiri "we're richer thyan God, but not Bill Gates.. enjoy the burn!"
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For some reason I'm fixated on the burn. Gee, wonder why.
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Food now.
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kshandra has email at the Playa. She's weird.--
Riding stats for the day:
Distance: 4.185 miles
Maximum Speed: 16.6 mph
Average Speed: 10.8 mph
Time: 23 minutes, 20 seconds
Calories Burned: 120.8
Fat Burned: 12.7 grams
I tried a slightly different route this morning, since I've learned that the Creek Trail is technically closed until sunrise. Oops. This seemed to shave a few minutes off the time; good enough that I had a moment of panic when I rolled up in time to see a northbound train depart.
Coming home sucked. It's over 90°F here. My last half-hour at work was cleaning up Yard 2, so I was already hot and sweaty when I bailed.
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Speaking of work, amusing incident yesterday. I'm almost back at the shop, coming down Commercial getting ready to make the turn on 7th. Suddenly, coming the other way, I see a black Bronco charge into my path.
Oh. It's my insane boss. I don't move the wheel an inch. He roars past, in his own lane. I bleep him on the Nextel.
Me: "If you'd hit me, you'd get to do the paperwork."
Him: "I didn't think you were going to move!"
Me: "I'm bigger than you."
Him: "Hey, this thing is pretty heavy..."
Me: "And it's not my truck."
Him: "Good point."
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I better win the lottery tonight. Just so I can walk into a BMW dealership and lay down 50 grand in cash for a 335xi coupe. That and the fun of telling Kiri "we're richer thyan God, but not Bill Gates.. enjoy the burn!"
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For some reason I'm fixated on the burn. Gee, wonder why.
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Food now.