hmmm lets see how this goes

There was an argument tonight.

We went to the Jazz fest, and were talking and .... some Light Petting... I SAID LIGHT!! Laying on a blanket. There was a woman in her 80's, escorted by her son. She was headed to the bathroom. I waved at this elderly woman, "Hi"

Woman said the the GF, "Dear, That one is Dangerous"

Now the argument was...

Did the woman say, "Dear, That is dangerous"?

or what I wanted to hear:

"Dear, That one is dangerous"... Referring to me.... because... it feeds my wild and crazy self image...

Another one... I'm into scheduling right now. I told her that I was going to do this weeks schedule of when we would hang out, on Sunday... Because it's both True... and a joke...

This is how funny she is...

She said, "Oh... that is good. The days that you don't schedule us together, I hang out with my other Boyfriends from the social networks."

We have this ongoing joke about cyber sex.

me.... "Sweet.... it's good to hear you are staying busy..."

Her.... "Well, I just call up one of the other Nebulous Cyber Super Hero's from Twitter, when you aren't around"

......

Moppery

Had Coffee with Greg Steele today. It was cool.

The odd thing is that.... I can't blog about it... The Big dummy is very cool.

In other news....

Strange day.... I ordered some new road shoes from performance... some how they were the wrong size... I called 2 min after the order was placed.... NOPE... "We can't change the order...." WTF!!!!! Horse Shit that order won't go out until MONDAY at BEST but they can't change the 42 shoe to a 44.... FuckHeads! Seems like I must have made the mistake.... but shit.... talk about unforgiving customer interface....

So now I'm locked into... sending them back... Then getting a new pair... I'll have my new road shoes in about a Month.... Thanks Performance Bike.... THAT JUST ROCKES! I pay for something, and will get it in the next 30 days.... If I play my cards right...

Ya... Doubt I'll order from them again. I've had it with that nonsense... That is just about the stupidest thing I've ever heard.... and all the extra shipping.... Sweet...

Then... Well.... Meeting Greg... this whole mop thing gets strange to me... People talk about it... and I'm like "The Mop!!! who is that!.....oh... That is me, they are talking about."... So it sends me into a little bit of a dis-association...

Then, The car had a fucked up Battery....

It was seriously, one of those days that was trying to de-rail..... Here is the good part....

For all the shit that didn't go well... and at many points I should have turned around and hid under the covers.... Called the GF and called the evening off... I worked through it....

Leap into Uncertainty!!! and sometimes it works out.... Maybe a little sideways but it still works out..

Well what is up.....

I was wondering... I keep trying to blog. things are so busy...

Family party tonight... with one of my pain in the ass cousins. He is an Ok guy, just always trying to prove to me, how cool he is.... which is no way to prove to "The Mop" that you are cool......

seriously... if you want to prove that you are cool.... show me what a fucking nerd you are.... tell me stupid stories about how pathetic you are..... now that is COOL!!!!

Eat a 50 eggs for no fucking reason.. that is cool.

I have been eating everything on the planet... not good. Start pushing Clyde again... I'll be ready for the cobbles....

I was reflecting today.... I haven't mentioned it to the blog. I suspect I think I'll curse it. Maybe I won't mention it again, for this reason. I have this very great Girlfriend. She is amazing, no freaking out. Lots of reasonable conversations. She calls me on my shit. She rode up Alpine loop with me. Ya.... I'm Effing Crazy about her. She even busted me about riding a smooth peddle stroke. I'm still strong, but but this chick can Roll...... I'm a Lucky Lucky guy!!! Honestly, there are times when she has my number...

Winner Winner Chicken Dinner!!

So my life is very full right now..... It's hard to blog about it....

Just post something

I'm tired.... too much fun.... too much stuff to do....

my body is worked... I need to start hitting 300 miles per week. It's been difficult.

I have every pain and creek... in the world right now....

and I'm loving every moment of it.

and the tour has started.......

ok bed time...

hmmm

I haven't posted in a while. I have a few minutes... Everything is good right now. Very busy.

shit... that is all I have....

Topping Basil

My basil plants were ready to top.

Here it is before
Here it is After(below)

This will help them not go to seed, and it will also make them bushy. You can cut or 'pinch' the top leaves off. You do this for each of the rising stems of the plant. This one only had maybe 2 significant stems to pinch off, could have been three. These both really were the same plant.

Borders.....

I go up to the counter.

The guy says "Did you find everything ok?"

Me, "I would like a book on utah wild plants"

Counter guy Shrugs.

I guess he was just taking a Poll!

7 people didn't find everything OK. 30 were too gracious to say anything.

Seems like we have a bit of a game Afoot!

Before I mess around, I want to say... Y'all are my friends, Loose friends, I'll say that, but the oddest thing in the world, is when I have a conversation with people. I say, "I know Burke Swindlehurst" "I know Ryan Barrett" "I know Sandy." "Julie and I are Friends" "Art is Awesome!".... I have shaken hands with many of you. But it's strange! I find it Odd! Much of this...

One of my biggest regrets is that I didn't call Burke, and say... "Hey, lets take some salsa over to T-mac." That hurts to this day. As Catharsis I should say "Sorry, T-mac! I very much wanted to sit down and have some nice home grown salsa with you. It was my bad!"

I find all of this kind of ridiculous. I find it kind of silly some times.

Truth is, there is a Sanctuary in my blog. I love that I can wake up in the middle of the night and just bang on the keys, and get out what I want to say. There is something Cathartic about it. I want to be able to keep doing this. I want to be able to Share some of my own Very personal thoughts and struggles with My readers as well as my love of Local Cycling, and local Athletes.

Sometimes there is a sense in the air, that I don't have real friends, or that I only interact with the world though the computer or through the blog. For the Man behind the mop, It's not true. I have many great friends And I tend to date some very charming exceptional woman.

In January I said, "Shit is going to change, or shit is going to get broke!". It's very much what I'm doing.....

Once more INTO the BREACH Gentleman!

Leap Into the Void of Uncertainty!

It's very much "Worlds Colliding for me".... But fuck it, I can hang! Honestly, I have no idea what is happening. That is why it is Uncertainty! I do have some games I want to play, I hope they go well, and this should mark the beginning.

But there doesn't seem to be a Great Reason, why "The Mop" can't manifest himself Physically. If I want to be a SuperHero... Seems like you have to take Physical Presence.

Nancy, was asking me about Sandy.... I said... "YES! This is what Mop's are for!"

What Ryan didn't tell anyone, was that he rolled up on me, and I freaked out and rolled off the shoulder into the dirt... I felt like I was in Alice in Wonderland, and I had drunk the potion to make me little! I'm 6'

oh... and I did try and kill Ryan in the west desert!... or not.

Allons-y!!!!

On my wheel

I didn't realize how strong I am. The other day, some guy caught my wheel, not anyone serious. But I was like, Ok Catch my wheel. slowed it down to 17... and he stalled... and hung back 20 feet. Then I waited.... got sick of dogging it, and then just jacked it up to 20+ and he just folded.

Last night I was on a small descent, doing a quick ride. Somebody was stalking me again. I waved them up to my wheel, and they didn't take it. I dogged it, waiting for them. I knew there was a 60 foot climb coming up. I dug in, and pushed it, into the red up the little climb. They didn't even know what hit them. At the top of that little hill, I looked back and they just had nothing. Over the hill and down the road... I didn't even see them again...

I'm not talking myself up but there is some sauce in my legs.

Jamie Lee Curtis.

Jamie Lee Curtis.... Hermaphrodite?????
What seems like a new debate about the sexuality of Jamie Lee Curtis, has sprung up.

Let me just say.... The above Picture does speak for itself(-1 for the Rumor)...

But ok... Legwarmers.. She could pass herself off as a very gay man... if it's true. (+1 for the Rumor.Total=0)...

On the other hand, Look at those hips(-1 for the Rumor.Total=-1). This is also pre photoshop.(-1 for the Rumor.Total=-2)

Ok.... She is the Daughter of Tony Curtis.... (+1 for the Rumor.Total=-1)
and Janet Leigh (+1 for the Rumor.Total=0)

What would be more interesting is if she was intersex-hermaphrodite, And that what they tend to do... is chop off the Male organ, and the doctor decrees them a woman. Then they struggle with identity the rest of their lives.

Of course when I did the search and typed "Jamie Lee Curtis". Google search then added 'Hermaphrodite' as the second automatic(auto-Fill) search was 'jamie lee Curtis hermaphrodite' .(+1 for the Rumor.Total=1)

It's hard to argue against the Google Auto-fill.

But... how dare someone challenge the sexuality of the star of 'Trading Places' (-1 for the Rumor.Total=0). I think those were my first real living color Boobs!!! That would have meant some very early and excellent plastic surgery.(-1 for the Rumor.Total=-1)

This one may seal it... she is married to Christopher Guest!(+1 for rumor, Total=0)

At first I doubted this was blog fodder.... but sure enough...

To be honest.... I doubt it, this is a true rumor..... But its fun to talk about...

Friday again

I'm not sure the dude Abides anymore.

I'm not sure how I feel about this...

(this also feels like a non-sequitur)

If I had a Heart Rate Monitor ... Only it was "Mop Nonsense Monitor"... It hit 90% today. It's probably not just "mop nonsense" it's all my nonsense....

Hard day... Not on the bike..

I had a very nice evening....

but it feels like a friday... I need to shake the darkness.... Com'on Mop... kick it in the Balls...

Epic Tease!

It's the chase.... Not the destination.

The Journey, Not the Arrival.
I'm tearing this roof off. Don't worry in 2 weeks I'll be in full melt down.

"WHY DID I START THIS!"

"WTF AM I DOING!"

Then I will nut up and get it done.

It would be nice if this didn't happen.

I have some fun little games I want to play... I hope some other people want to play too. I'm not sure how to go about them. But I'll get there...

I was reflecting today on ... As Nancy was teasing! Being a one man storm!

I love woman! You have no idea.... Love Love Love.

Every once in a while.... there is some pain... on both sides. I don't like the pain, it's no fun... It's still the same thing, just the other side of the coin. One of my huge fears, and one of the things that Tears me up inside... Is causing it... That isn't what I want. But it's real...

No matter what, there is always love, for everybody.

Word is..... "Life is a Great Opera"...

You can sit and watch.... or you can take part!

I like to amend that phrase, "Life is a Great Melodrama!"

I mean... You have seen it? Exaggerated plot and characters... Super hero's and Super villains... Damsels in distress.

Ya... Epic Tease... Because in Life things are messy.... things are Hard...

Life is a Journey... A Quest... It's the Work.... The Travails that we suffer in the Journey... they make us what we are; The Joys, The Tears, The Laughter, The Friendships. Not the destination.... Not Where we are... But how we got there.

The Journey tell us more about who we are, than the destination ever will. Sure.... you are the CEO of British Petroleum.... but Who are you?

Because... No matter where you go! There you are!

Yep.... I have this roof to pull off!

Sideways

today had a promising start....

Then like a bottle-rocket... it suddenly went off sideways.

I just can't even......

Too Much.....

More sleep....

More love...

The demise of Hardware stores

Me, "I need an AC motor"
Them, "What is that?"
Me, "Alternating Current, it's for a Fan!"
Them, "Huh!"
Me, "You arn't familiar with 'Alternating Current'? you work in electronics? or was it 'Motor' that has you Confused?"
(I got a very hateful look after that)
Them, "We don't have that!"
Me, "in all of lowes you don't have an AC Motor?"

The better one was a few years ago when I asked for a 3"x3" copper plate.

Them, "what do you want that for... What are you trying to do?"
Me, "I'm building a water cooled Heat Sink"
Them"HuH!"
Me, "I think I can improve the cooling properties of this system I built, if I can get a Solid State Water Cooled Heat Sink on it. But I need some copper plate."

Stranger in a strange land!

Things have been strange... but the good kind.

Very busy, and with some hard riding... good stuff.

I was telling Nancy this today, I may have freaked her out. I kind of doubt it. I was mentioning how strange things were. I told her that I had an E-mail a week ago....

Let me just set this up. I mentioned to A friend of mine, a female friend, that a woman I knew, was joking, and yet not joking about being tied up. I got one of those raised eyebrows. This is a former Mormon housewife... turned drinker smoker... trouble maker. I teased her, when she showed a shocked reaction. I said "Why? what do you do... Lay there stiff as a board... praying for the orgazum fairy?"

This is 2 months later. In the interum, there has been some much more open talk about sex. Not between us, Seems like she is "Curious". When I was in college, I dropped LSD and said "Police are there to make sure nobody is having more fun than you are." By "curious" I mean she is curious if someone is having better sex than she is, or could be having.

This is the email I got:

Paraphrase "You are a very Naughty boy!... Its ok... I think we can fix it...."

Just hang on one FUCKING MINUTE!... Ok... I get the "Naughty boy" game. But I hate to break it to you.... I'm a God Damn Top..... And don't you fucking Forget that! And the closest I get to that game, is a little Librarian Action!

Second of all, if you don't know the difference between a Top and a Bottom... You best not be playing this game! Least of all... With a TOP!

Ok! ENOUGH SAID!

like I said...... Things are fucking strange!!!

(Note to readers... This post is just a bunch of fun! If you notice, I did not quote my response. The e-mail was a paraphrase. Nancy noted that she was not freaked out!... because... who can freak out Nancy? Right!. The response is what I wish I had said... if I lived in a dream world, and not the Real one. A Dream world where you can talk to people like that. My actual response was basically, "I think you are way off base here, and you may need to back off".... I think I also considered the title "Don't make me get my Top out")

Super Tired

.... Long day... Some days I count myself as lucky, and this was one of them. Everything was right with the world.

so I can't complain, but instead of just tired... I'm super tired.

Damn!

I don't have anything today. My day was mostly thinking about going for a bike ride. The rain is finally getting to me. But I still made it out.

Tired

Six hours of sleep last night. up at 4... and it was cold... I searched my bed for warmth, and it wasn't there. Of course I put the spring blankets away too soon. Sweating to death a few days ago. Now I'm freezing.

I only pulled off 12 hours of working my ass off. No bike ride...

I'm hoping for some rest and a rally tomorrow. This is all I have.

No bike ride... makes one feel like... not a super hero..

Tired

at 5am I heard the rain, and ran out and covered most of the garden in a gigantic tarp, so that I could still plant and not be trudging through mud all morning... Worked great.

We planted our asses off until 9pm. at which time it was all completed.

then... work work work work... I did have a nice ride. then more work.

sorry.. just tired...

Not sure what to do with this.

Very long days, and they start at 6 and go until 10pm.

Here it was, 9:30 finished dinner and time to decompress...

Keep Fighting... It's all I have.

Things are going to change, or more shit is going to break. I guess the adage is "Can't make an omelet without breaking a few eggs." I've been hard on people. It's a big mistake to get in my way. I swear to god, I'm dying... not like I have Cancer. I work too hard to have as little as I have. If somebody thinks they can make things harder for me... or get me to put in a few more hours because they are lazy.

I want more. I swear I deserve more. I gave up "hoping" that Deserve had anything to do with it 15 years ago.

Life just 'Is' to me. What I want, and what I deserve. These aren't concepts I ponder, generally. I'm not about to Dwell on them. I think I've managed some very bad hands at the card game of life. I've done the best I can with them. It's enough.... it's honestly, all I have.

What is the song, "you don't always get what you want, but you get what you need!"... well, i'm not sure I've been getting what I need.

and for the most part, it's time to demand it.

My Ex... she told me to buy a dog. Something to love and that would lick my face in the morning. Good advice, but it would shit all over everything.

There is certainly more, stuff I refuse to talk about on the blog. Much of it is relationship stuff. Nancy threw a little tidbit, seemed like something I already knew.... "People can either hang with you or they can't.". Again, I work my ass off. I deserve a few fun hours on the phone to a friend, or a nice bike ride with another. I deserve it to be a nice, a fun time.

And ya... I'll fight for it, with every cell in my body, and i'll fight for what little i have. I'll piss and shit and kick and scream for it. Until anyone who steps in my way... Well honestly.. until they shut the fuck up.

Certainly I could consider, showing more compassion and love.. it would grow more fruit... but I think i have played that game.

I work my ass off, every day.

People don't quite get how "High Volume" people cyclists are. They are down on 3 or 4, and we tend to run at 6-8... and love to kick it up to 10.

Yep... but there is a price to pay... but there is also a price to pay for not hearing the music.

There's an old Earth saying, Captain. A phrase of great power and wisdom, and consolation of the soul in times of need." - “what's that then?” “ALLONS-Y!!”

(this one had it's moments, If I put some more time into it... developed some of the themes better... and in a more cohesive manner.... But... it's bed time.. More thoughts tomorrow)