John’s Ramblings

Your author, by virtue of typing these very words, has proven himself capable of posting to his blog for 30 days. Yawn.

You heard me pissin’ and moanin’ a lot about the weather. A quick scan of my posts looks like almost half the month was me complaining that it was raining, or snowing, or flooded, or some other calamity that was going to prevent me from riding my bicycle, or riding where I thought I should be riding. To some extent this is understandable since they have declared this to be the wettest single month in Seattle history, but get over it. There was that whole snow thing. But in looking back I feel like I’ve been standing around at a cocktail party with a bunch of strangers, and all I can think to talk about is the weather. Someone please get me another martini.

I asked you to vote. That was quite patriotic. . Thanks.

We brined our turkey, and we roasted it without stuffing because stuffing is evil.

My dogs like snow.

I didn’t reach my milestone of 4,000 miles for the year yet. It will happen in the next few days, to be sure, it just didn’t happen in November. You’ll have to continue to hold your breath on that one.

I did attend CPR/First Aid training today, which I thought would be a nice skillset to have in my role as Ride Leader. They spent quite a bit of the time training us on how to avoid getting sued for putting a band-aid on someone’s boo-boo. Not that the training wasn’t worth it, because it was. I was just a bit disappointed that America is so litigious that I can open a bottle of aspirin and hold it in your general direction, but if I shake one out into the palm of your hand I could be in deep shit. What’s up with that?

I did learn a couple of other things this month.

• I can probably apply myself and write some mildly clever stuff.
• Some people enjoy reading what I’ve written.

That is rewarding. Thank you. I tried not to shortcut the process too bad, even when I didn’t feel like posting. I never posted a cartoon and called it a day. I didn’t post a couple of sentences and call it “good”.

I received a call last night from my father in Los Angeles. He had discovered my blog, and had read through several of the most recent entries. “It’s like a soap opera”, and “that certainly was a colorful description of your flu” were among the comments he made. Dad’s made a living with words, in the advertising industry, so I greatly appreciate the feedback.

Thanks Dad, and Mom, for everything (including that green Schwinn Varsity that “Santa” put under the tree in the mid-60’s).

0 miles today, 3,979 ytd, 30 blog posts for the month.

Good night, and stay tuned.

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