Monthly Archives: December 2008

monday mixdown: the pains of the season

This won’t be a pessimistic post – really. The Christmas season is always a festive one for me, regardless of the fact that I don’t subscribe to the religious history of the day and the time. But Christmas is a season full of pains. Some are literal – my shoulder is sore from a silly

a charlie brown holiday

I feel like Charlie Brown today, mixed with a bit of Murphy and his stupid laws. Nothing I’ve done has gone right. Everything I’ve gotten involved with has somehow gotten… well, not necessarily ruined, but certainly hasn’t risen to any acceptable expectation. Some of the roots of today go back a week or so, but

why rock racing’s title sponsor is having issues

So it turns out that Rock Racing – the bad boys of pro cycling – might have sponsor issues as Rock & Republic encounters financial woes. It seems that R&R is being forced to lay off staff and cut back expenditures in this current economic downturn. Perhaps they’d be wise to rethink their business model.

monday mixdown: time, trees and tricks of the mind’s eye

It’s the holiday season, one of those times when time seems to condense, rather than stretch. There always seems to be another time-related crisis: running late to a party, not getting the shopping done in time for the gifts to arrive from points afar, forgetting to send a certain card until it’s too late. That’s

busy day

Some of the fun of today: Went on a bike ride with Glen this morning – we were the only two who showed up for this PPTC ride, which was a shame, as the weather was nice, with bluebird skies and low winds. I rode my mountain bike (equipped with 1.5″ slicks), and it was

time to purge

Around this time every year, sprite and I have our holiday tree trimming party (it was a blast, by the way). And to prepare for this party, we have The Massive Cleanup of The Burrow™. It’s a big process, as we somehow accumulate mountains of stuff during the year, and the transitions between seasons never

in a better place (r.i.p. grandma)

Late yesterday afternoon my grandmother’s long, slow journey through Alzheimer’s disease came to a peaceful end. My dad was at her side when she let free her final breath after 91 years on this mortal coil. My grandmother was a loving, proud and stubborn person – a fighter whose heart was in the right place,

aftermath of a thanks…. giving

The weekend came and went, and it was welcome. Sure, we had to deal with traffic, but with provisions like these available along our northbound route, we were good to go. Fortunately, we have driven this northbound route from DC to Connecticut enough times to know where to abandon I-95 for alternate routes that are