it’s not fucking Everest

I hiked my first 14er this past weekend and, like everything in life, I severely underestimated the undertaking.  To be specific, “it’s not fucking Everest” was my mindset.  But it didn’t take long—about ten feet from the car—for me to realize “it’s not the fucking treadmill” either.  That shit is truly exhausting, although you couldn’t […]

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Ugh …

I believe the universe sends us signs. I don’t think it’s God because if there were a God I would have been born way richer or as an African lion–King of Beasts. Anyway, I do believe that little things that happen can be messages from the universe, so you can imagine my dismay when I […]

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my whipcycle is in

Dear Diary, My bike is in, my hymen is intact (so far), and I am in love.  All is well, aside from failing to dismount properly a few times this morning.  It looked like I fell off it but it was totally different, definitely not a fall.  Only a few people saw it anyway, and […]

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