Welcome to Miami

Yup, pretty much like Will Smith described it . . . at least that's the glimpse I got when I was able to duck out of the environs of the hotel and the many computers surrounding me for work purposes.

There are some good stories to tell from this trip, more to come on that.

I get back to Denver just in time for the early spring venture into the 70s. Run with that as you will, me I'll be riding. I've been suckered into going on the ride with Seth and Hutchison tomorrow, should be amusing.

#2 People Who Make Bold Statements and Refuse to Defend Their Stance Logically

Intelligent conversations are (or at least used to be) the backbone of social interaction. I love a good debate; arguing the facts, composing a good approach, using logic and reason to make a good point, and defend your statement. Sadly it is becoming a lost art. There is little I hate more than people who argue on emotions or half facts or even worse, information taken so far out of context that if somebody cited the source, their argument would become laughable.

Next time you open your mouth, consider the following checklist:

1. Take a moment to think, compose your idea into a form that makes sense and is worth anybody hearing.
2. Think your point through so you can defend your stance with logical arguments, not diversionary tactics.
3. Cite your sources. It is fine to say, "This may be my asshole talking, but all instances of . . ."

There are a lot of people I tend to ignore, I might have to add a few more to that list.

You've Made the List!

1. Seth Rubin

Thanks . . . asshole. Talk me into a pleasant group ride, trick me with biscuits and eggs, and then lead me on a death march through the snow and cold and then warm and windy, climbing much more than anybody needs to in . . . hello, it's February. Hitting the path down to the group ride at Chatfield wasn't too bad. The group ride itself wasn't too bad. The start of High Grade wasn't too bad except Seth kept blabbering about RPE of 7 while keeping the pace nice and high. By the time we got to the top, it was cold and windy and then it started snowing.

Everybody else we were with turned around and went home at the Schoolhouse. "Let's ride to Evergreen and get a donut at the Tin Star, it'll be great, come on Joey" says Seth. I say, "That's it! You've made the list!"

I made it home and made it out to ride another day.

The First of Many

And thus begins the series of rants . . .

We went out to My Brother's Bar last night, certainly no bar any brother of mine would claim, given correct familial alignment which by the way does not exist. Why does it have to be difficult to try to purchase goods and services from a place in the business of selling goods and services? If I go to a bar/restaurant I usually intend to drink and/or eat. They made it very difficult last night, thanks for that.

In my anger, I might actually ride hard this weekend, despite my wintertime ban on riding hard. The Deer Creek/Wads group ride is calling my name, watch out!

Total Eclipse of the . . .

Moon you jackass. Figures that the first visible, total lunar eclipse would be on a cloudy night. Will I even win? Good grief!

Just and informal poll, does anybody read this besides my mom?

The Past Few Weeks

Dear Blog (and faithful, patient, forgiving readers),
Sorry I have neglected you for so long . . . I don't know where to begin. The past few weeks have been like an exciting roller coaster ride. I've been to parties, I've met new people, I've suffered through the ups and downs of Colorado weather changes. I can't believe how much I kept bottled up inside!

I got dragged to the rodeo by a few friends who said I needed the experience. I think Kendall managed to document the adventure, but you can search through his blog on your own time. I went to a few parties, some better than others. The Rubinator had a pizza party at his place that was amusing for a while. There was a nice girl there from the British countryside, she talked funny. There was also a party that had a really mixed crowd, but everybody was wearing red, that was ok, but not as much fun as it could have been.

There has been a lot of Monday evenings spent at Lola, but nothing really exciting to tell. Their tacos are starting to taste like cat food, not that I have ever had reason to eat cat food. I have ridden my bike a fair bit this winter, weather allowing. I'm glad Hutchison is riding on the team now. He's a right funny bastard!

I am excited about resuming the regular blogging. All in all, we are a pretty active bunch. I see things, I do things, I notice things and I will write about them! Sometimes I get pissed off and I will write about that. I can't wait to put "the list" on the interweb for the first time ever . . . you might just be on it!

Well, back to work, I work too much. I missed out on Fish and Chips with Seth, JD, and others, but I knew ManU kicked the piss out of Arsenal already, that match was on Saturday and Arsenal always chokes!

- Your Very Own Biographer

Intervention

Every once in a while, you just have to shout, "Jesus take the wheel" and put your faith in somebody else to drive. This is a blog intervention . . .

Updates on the Life and Times of Joseph "I forgot your middle name already" Pinkerton are soon to follow. The dude has had an exciting past few weeks, I just have to pretend to work.

- Your Very Own Biographer