I recently learned about the practice of speed biking—where cyclists compete to travel challenging courses as fast as possible, and they post their times on competition websites. Much to my displeasure, Sausalito is part of such a course: Sausalito bicycle speed racing!
Serious athletes, cyclists, come blasting down the incredibly steep hills from the Golden Gate Bridge or even from… Continue reading
Yes, tragically, I took the worst genetic markers from each of my parents. To name but two: I got my mother’s Irish complexion (easily sun burned and prone to pimples) instead of my father’s dark olive skin tone. And my father had no rear end at all; all of his weight was in his stomach.
I fight to keep my… Continue reading
While cutting the grass yesterday, I met the guy that lives next door to me (to the west). He moved in about 3 months ago, and I’ve not made the time to go meet him or his girlfriend, who I saw for the first time last week. He seemed like a nice guy, but I mention him because, more often… Continue reading