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Ciao Bella

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Oh mama mia, I could use more traffic furniture like this on my rides.

Side note, for some reason my son (B-Man) has been using “ciao” for “yes” and “no” these days. I corrected him, but he didn’t seem to care. Now I find myself doing it. Maybe I shouldn’t do things like misuse the word “girth” when talking about speed. As in “holy shit, that kick had a lot of girth on it.” Beds of stupidity were made, now I’m lying in it (as per usual).

*By the way, I blame my old friend and current Florida Man Dave for teaching me how to misuse the word girth. Thanks.

Runishness

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Today I am jumping the gun on 2014 and sharing my New Year’s resolutions. Actually these are more like “life resolutions.” No, I am not going to say I won’t drink beer, swear, look at boobs (or butts) not belonging to Wifey or anything else so wildly over the top and drastic as that. Basically I am going to attempt to do two–somewhat attainable–things every day for the rest of my life (which I give another two years, tops):

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The Day After

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The above A.P. photo of Vincenzo Nibali from Stage 20 of the 2013 Giro in NO way represents the “ride” I did today. However, the original photo by Fabio Ferrari (that I played around with) is pretty bad ass, but I digress and now move on to a blog post containing all the lackluster quality all four of my readers have come to expect…

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The Return of The Knob

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A short post-holiday blog post.

Today, my family and I made it back into the 989 (the Mt. Peezy area of Michigan) after 4+ days in Western PA for the Christmas holiday. It feels good to be back home. While I wasn’t gone all that long, I was gone long enough to miss the shit out of Jake The Dog, get a snot-tastic head cold (which I am still rocking), get an idea of what most ‘mericans who don’t ride –or do ANYTHING–feel like, and realize that bitch Dorothy (of Dorothy’s Candies) is surely adding crack to her almond bark candy (I could have eaten a troff of it). I can not wait to get moving again, get a sweat on and burn off some of that almond bark, Luciano’s Pizza, ham and all that other calorically dense shit dick Christmas cheer off of me.

In the end it, the holiday was good. There were only a few awkward moments and only one gift (the BIG gift we gave B-Man) that turned out to be as useful as a shit covered paperweight and needed to be returned because Microsoft and anything associated with Microsoft sucks big giant hairy man balls. By the way, I know this is a very “first world problem” but it really does suck to see your kid go from so happy he’s crying to so sad he is just staring blankly at an expensive piece of Bill Gates’ shit, wondering what the fuck he is supposed to do with it. UG!

With that, tonight is about having a few beers, making up some of my white-trash Mexican food and maybe catching up with some 989 friends later. Tomorrow it will be off to ski or ride in shit weather. My regular knob-tastic blog posts will pick up from there.

Note: The above photo is a swank Duff Beer ornament that Wifey gave me (along with a couple good beers!).