Nail biting is probably the first habit I ever picked up and definitely the first bad habit I picked up. I was very young, probably in elementary school. I have no actual memories of a time before I bit my nails. I’ve wanted to quit for years. I hate how my nails look. People always say its a major turn off with the ladies and that’s never good. If the ladies don’t like it, most guys probably don’t either and …
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I cried four times this year at Pelotonia. The first came Friday night at the opening ceremony. The video was beginning to play. I was excited since I knew I was going to be in the video and was looking forward to seeing myself on the big screen. How exciting! There I was with my friends and teammates looking up in to the camera all serious. They made us look that way. Our natural banter produces much more genuine smiles …
Pelotonia has come and gone. After my tailbone injury slowing my training I had to cut the 180 mile ride back to 102. Even this length would be 40 miles longer than any ride I had completed. The lack of training for ten weeks showed me how much can be lost during that time as I was no longer able to keep up with my teammates on our training rides. I was often finding myself blown trying desperately to keep …
I’ve been angry lately. Real angry. It has been difficult to deal with and I don’t really have an outlet to get this anger out. Now normally I’d just point this anger towards some random topic and come up with a great and amazingly funny post to put here. I’m just not good enough with my words to do that this time. Punching babies is out either. The cops keep telling me society frowns on it. What the hell do …
Ahhh that looks pleasant doesn’t it? It’s been quite some time since I’ve changed how the house looks. And wouldn’t you know that as soon as K2, the theme that has been on here for how many years goes gold I get tired of it. My hat goes off to those guys, I love your theme and you’ve done amazing work with the theme. But as with anything I look at, if I spend too much time looking at it …
I just registered for Pelotonia today. To ride 180 miles from Columbus, Ohio to Athens, Ohio and back to raise $2000 to fund cancer research at The Ohio State University Comprehensive Cancer Center – James Cancer Hospital and Solove Research Institute. I just bought a bike earlier this month, and I’ve never done any serious biking before. So why ride? I need to get in shape. With a group of friends who all ride it seemed like a perfect way …
So I’m already off to a good start this year. That list will be gone in no time! Getting this post up rather late, but better than never. – Buy a road bike. Got a super duper deal and one hell of a bike. A 2009 Scott CR1 Pro. Hells yeah! I shall name her Eostre, and she shall be a mighty speedster of speeding. Some pics of the unbox and the put together. Like I said I got it …
So here I am, a little tea pot. Short and stout. Ready to bring you the future of goose. As with most sequels you’ll probably bet this one will not be as good as the original. You’d be wrong. I promise future goose will be equally funny and entertaining as past goose. How do I know? He came back in time through his bacon powered time machine to tell me so. Will this be another good year for goose? Probably. …
So we’re officially in the future again. Just like the year 2000, we can sit down and come up with a great and amazing list of all the awesome things we’re going to do in this new amazing future. And I’ll be sure to get to mine soon. There is plenty of time to not complete it and blame Canada for my failures. So to prepare for the future we must study the past so that we may learn from …
So it’s been a while since I’ve updated the ole blog and lots of people have been complaining. And since there has been at least some traffic still coming to the site I feel they are rather justified for a new post. I get mixed complaints. Some people want to know whats been going on in my life. Others want more funny and angry rants. I’d love to provide both. And I would promise some ridiculous promise of how I’m …
