Mental Block
Early morning, Saturday, June 18, 2005 • 14 responses
I hate going shopping. I hate trying clothes on, I hate the crowds, I hate watching people who love shopping. Harumph! …
Could Only Happen to Me
Enough with the Amber Grains
Evening, Wednesday, July 21, 2004 • 6 responses
It may well be the case that since the days of explorers and pioneers there hasn’t been a better reason to traverse the 500 miles of wheat and canola between Winnipeg and Saskatoon than to have a teenager in the back of his parents’ Buick call you a fool—in writing no less—at 120km/hour.
(The full entry is also filed in Synapse under Globetrotting)
They come in pairs
Early evening, Thursday, February 06, 2003 • 4 responses
Got pulled over by a cop while I was riding my bicycle today. The conversation went as follows:
cop: “Pull over.”
me: “OK”
cop: “You go to school here?”
me: “Yes”
cop: “They teach you how to read at this school?”
me: “No, I learned that a long time ago.”
cop: “Perhaps you can tell me what S.T.O.P. …
me: “OK”
cop: “You go to school here?”
me: “Yes”
cop: “They teach you how to read at this school?”
me: “No, I learned that a long time ago.”
cop: “Perhaps you can tell me what S.T.O.P. …
(The full entry is also filed in Synapse under Bicycling and California)
you had to say that, didn’t you…
Late evening, Thursday, January 30, 2003 • 3 responses
So after my long-ish bicycle post yesterday, I ride up to campus. Near the base of campus there’s a very short but moderately steep incline. Up I go, spinning in a lowish gear like I’m supposed to, and I crest the hill and pull over to make sure my bike bag (that green briefcase looking thing) is secured properly (sometimes I forget to push the locking tabs in). …