Sunday, April 20, 2008
Friday, April 18, 2008
It's spring time
and everything is green. AND THE FREAKING WIND IS BLOWING LIKE NO TOMORROW!
But more about that in a minute.
Had jury duty this week. 1/2 misery, 1/2 entertainment. Quick summary without divulging anything that might be private: It was a DWI case. The prosecution for the great state of TX was straigh outta law school. The girl who gave the presentation looked about 17 except for her powersuit. The force was not strong with her. In fact, I'm pretty sure I let out an accidental audible sigh after 50,000th time she said "Ya know." Her second favorite word was "um." She seriously told us about how she decided to go to law school. I was looking around for the candid camera. Thank you whoever made the rule that she could only speak for 30 minutes.
Then the defense gets up. Entertainment value skyrockets. I won't say his name, but he runs commercials around here and defended some UT footballers last year. Smoke and mirrors, baby. Let's see, he threw out several nice distractions: #1 The field tests arent' fair (did I mention the defendent was in her 70's !) - so that one could work. Of course she can't walk heel to toe. #2 Do you know what intoxicated is? Hey buddy, I'm not the one on trial. #3 The definition of intoxication is arbitrary. Sorry again, the number has to be something. #4 You know you've had a drink at dinner and driven. Again, not me on trial, no guilt trips please. Besides, I'm uber-paranoid about that kind of stuff, so I don't take the chance. #5 DWI charges stay on your record for life. Hey, I'm just here to decide guilty vs not guilty, I didn't write the penalties.
Anyhow, he was slimy to the core. He's good at it though. I bet he wins all the time. I could feel him sucking everyone in with his crap.
Long story longer, I didn't get picked. Grandma's future isn't riding on my decsion.
Story #2
Leadville training is well underway, which means as much riding as I can fit in. The wind is as bad as I ever remember this year, at least on a consistency basis.
I have been training with someone that has come a looong way over the last 1.5 yrs. I have made the mistake of teaching him the ways of the Jedi. Specifically, I have convinced him to ride at a controlled heart rate, as prescribed by Dr Phil Maffetone. Lots of folks think he is a kook, but his method works well for me. Anyhow, my compadre has latched on to this method and is soaking it right up. So much so that he flipping dropped me like bad habit last Saturday. Then his follow up was to torch me into the wind a couple times this week. Yo dude, can we just put a trailer hitch on the back of your bike?
But more about that in a minute.
Had jury duty this week. 1/2 misery, 1/2 entertainment. Quick summary without divulging anything that might be private: It was a DWI case. The prosecution for the great state of TX was straigh outta law school. The girl who gave the presentation looked about 17 except for her powersuit. The force was not strong with her. In fact, I'm pretty sure I let out an accidental audible sigh after 50,000th time she said "Ya know." Her second favorite word was "um." She seriously told us about how she decided to go to law school. I was looking around for the candid camera. Thank you whoever made the rule that she could only speak for 30 minutes.
Then the defense gets up. Entertainment value skyrockets. I won't say his name, but he runs commercials around here and defended some UT footballers last year. Smoke and mirrors, baby. Let's see, he threw out several nice distractions: #1 The field tests arent' fair (did I mention the defendent was in her 70's !) - so that one could work. Of course she can't walk heel to toe. #2 Do you know what intoxicated is? Hey buddy, I'm not the one on trial. #3 The definition of intoxication is arbitrary. Sorry again, the number has to be something. #4 You know you've had a drink at dinner and driven. Again, not me on trial, no guilt trips please. Besides, I'm uber-paranoid about that kind of stuff, so I don't take the chance. #5 DWI charges stay on your record for life. Hey, I'm just here to decide guilty vs not guilty, I didn't write the penalties.
Anyhow, he was slimy to the core. He's good at it though. I bet he wins all the time. I could feel him sucking everyone in with his crap.
Long story longer, I didn't get picked. Grandma's future isn't riding on my decsion.
Story #2
Leadville training is well underway, which means as much riding as I can fit in. The wind is as bad as I ever remember this year, at least on a consistency basis.
I have been training with someone that has come a looong way over the last 1.5 yrs. I have made the mistake of teaching him the ways of the Jedi. Specifically, I have convinced him to ride at a controlled heart rate, as prescribed by Dr Phil Maffetone. Lots of folks think he is a kook, but his method works well for me. Anyhow, my compadre has latched on to this method and is soaking it right up. So much so that he flipping dropped me like bad habit last Saturday. Then his follow up was to torch me into the wind a couple times this week. Yo dude, can we just put a trailer hitch on the back of your bike?
Monday, April 14, 2008
I suck at blogging
Or so I've been told.
Phooey I say.
Hopefully I can catch everyone up soon.
Later Tater
Phooey I say.
Hopefully I can catch everyone up soon.
Later Tater
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