Carpool

Evidently some people have not read their Casual Carpool Etiquette handbook:

1) Unless you are curing meat, there is no reason to have your Aircon to a temperature below 60 degrees. I think I have frostbite now. Should've started that bonfire in the backseat like I wanted to.
2) SHUT THE FUCK UP! No one wants to know how much you make a day. No one cares you were once stuck on the San Mateo Bridge for 4 hours. And in particular, if you insist on having your car feel like a Meat Locker, I should not be obligated to hold a conversation with you.

That's it. It's a very short handbook. Learn it. Live it. Love it.

Anywhere But Here

I’ve a list the length of the Golden Gate of shit I have not completed, both personal and work related. The amount of sleep I need to catch up on is also mounting.. maybe that’s why I overslept by an hour today....Sweet. This Rowdeezy has decided she needs to pull her act together. Have crossed off 2 Huge things on list already! Only 7 more Huge Things to do, I mean to go. Jeez Freudian Slip there, huh???

Must stay focused.. so today less typing from me and more from Josh who is Riding the Globe with his German Lady! LOL! Check out his journal at www.ridingtheglobe.com. He likes to use a lot of run-on sentences (hahaha) but he has some funny and amazing stories to share thus far. I’m so jealous of his trip and it makes me wish right now that I was anywhere but here. Check out his “run-in” with Lance. Whew! Way to not screw it up Josh! GO TEAM DISCOVERY. Way to kick NO.7 Ass Lance!

This morning I woke up a little fuzzy headed from the wine last night but due to the oven that was my tent I had no choice but to get up. Damn I should have looked for a shady spot to pitch my tent. The area was buzzing with people, semi-trucks, helicopters, and camera crews getting ready for the riders to cross the finish line. I spent most of the day wandering around chatting with people and watching the preparations. At 3:00 I started to wander down the road to find a good place to watch Lance come up the hill. At about 3:30 a series of floats and sponsor cars started to come up the hill, each throwing out hats and stuff. When 4:45 rolled around the excitement started to mount and after a few minutes everybody was crowding to the center of the street. As I crowded my way towards the street, camera at the ready, I caught a glimpse of a cyclist about 100 feet down the road. Hhhhmmm, I wondered if I would be allowed back in America if I tackled Lance, well definitely not Texas at least. So I opted not to tackle Lance, not fearing that I would never be allowed back in Texas but more out of spite for the French cause they would rejoice that he didn’t win, they really hate the fact that an American owns this event, well that and the fact that I would probably miss and be run over by another biker and end up with a broken hip, I am not too coordinated sometimes.

So as crowd seemed to part inches before his front wheel ran them over he was right in front of me and I got a picture. Yes kinda anti-climatic but then some other bicyclists went by and then a few more and yes some more after them. I mean really I can ride hundreds of miles a day so I don’t see the big deal, well yes my bike has a motor but I think that just makes me smarter than them. In fact, I think I was the only one cheering for the support guys on the motorcycles. So that was the Tour-De-France, not nearly as exciting as Irish Road Races or Running of the Bulls. But I guess I can check it off my been there, do that list.

PS. Beam me up Scotty.... R.I.P

"Chewing Gum is Really Gross, Chewing Gum I hate the most!"

So far the jury is split on Johnny Depp; but a general Thumbs Up for the movie. Some people keep talking about the resemblance to Michael Jackson; which, from the trailers, I don't see. D U M. I will have to make my own decision tonight. I'm mainly bummed about seeing Johnny Depp's face being whored out on all the marketing crap that goes along with the movie release. I'd like to think that he's kind of above this sort of thing... but that's the deal he had to make I suppose....

So yes. Some of you have heard me talk a bit about this movie for mooonths. Other than Mr. & Mrs. Smith, it was The One I was waiting for. GILLY/Jay: Remember when we saw the Trailer??? What movie were we at?? Even if I'm going solo.... I gotta see it tonight. (You all know I have a thing for Opening Night! )

Moded

 

V. relieved that our mainstay Bay Area Rapid Transit system did not strike. It was all bullshit anyway. How much does a cranky station agent who is never there need to get paid??

 

Anywho.. so, a little story from my weekend that I forgot to share. On Sunday, Sake to Me and I embarked on a mini roadtrip up to Bodega Bay. .  It was a lovely drive up the San Francisco and Sonoma Coast with windy roads, great views, and quaint small town stops along the way.  At one point, we were driving through a wooded area.. There was a canopy of trees, Sake had her head stuck out of the window in sheer bliss, and Duran Duran was on the stereo. YAHOOO!  Life doesn’t get much better than that!  

Once at our destination, we took a lovely(albeit breezy) walk, I partook in smoked salmon fettucine while Sake nibbled on her Turkey Sausage (for dogs!), and we took in the lovely view of the Bay. (Sorry, no pics!) Before leaving, I wanted to stop in a Kite and Candy store. Yea..intriguing combo, I know.   I thought maybe I could pick up a kite for my nephew, but definitely I would pick up some Salt Water Taffy.

The proprietors were quite agreeable and Sake was allowed to join me as long as I kept her in my arms. She’s small for a Westie, so for the most part, not a problem. So I took my time and perused the various kites and sweets for sale. All the while, Sake was on sensory overload and scrambles about in my arms every so often. She is uber cute and people keep stopping to remark on her adorable-ness and Sake eats it up. I decided on my Salt Water Taffy flavors and proceeded to pick the candy out of the barrels into my candy bag. Because I had to stretch and bend a bit, I happened to look down and at that point I realized that from all her maneuvering and squirming, she managed to put one of her back paws right down the front of my tank top. But not  just IN the front of my top, she’s actually pulled DOWN my top with her paw(You wish, no pics.) Now, before anyone gets too hyped up; I, thank the Lord, happened to be wearing a bra that day(not always a given). And also thankfully, it was not some crazy lacy number, it was good basic roadtrip bra(yes, I have basic roadtrip bras.) But JEEZ, how long had it been like that??? This was a family establishment and I may have flashed about a good 65% of the patrons! (sigh)   Well, I wasn’t being asked to leave so I figured No Harm, No Foul. Sake even got a Milkbone from the owner for “good behavior”.. Yea. I bet.…I paid for my sweets shortly thereafter, and sheepishly left the premises. …..

Note to Self: Buy a doggy carrier this weekend

Foggy London Town

Not much I could possibly say.

Strength and Courage London, my Heart goes out to you.

From the Don't-Take-This-for-Granted Dept:

The view from Mile 3 of my run Wednesday...
God Bless America.
And have a safe and happy Fourth everyone.

Keep your knickers on!.. Happy Canada Day too.