These are my rules
2. I will never make use of some utility that will post something I type in FB and Twitter.
3. I may occasionally (4 times a year?) link a blog post via twitter.
4. I will never re-tweet something someone I know tweets. Cause generally, everyone following me, follows them.
5. I won't post politics on FB, but may occasionally comment on them on Twitter, rarer still, if ever again on the blog.
Yeah, each tool has a purpose, and while I may be a tool, my purpose is confused. But consider this, do I really think anyone gives more than half a shit?
The historian in me thinks, hey this is a very interesting log of my life, but it is not my life, but others will interpret it as who I am, which could be good or could be bad.
The librarian in me thinks, more keywords!!!! lets build a controlled vocabulary and make it more search and retrieval friendly. Less=More!!!!!
Yeah, so there you social media jerks.
Cholla Weekend was fun.
Friday, pre ride with Kathy. Microwaved Sausage and pasta at the Chalet. Saturday, race day- very warm, hot even. 17 of us lined up, which meant I had overwhelming odds of placing higher than i did at the rampage. Daren and Reed took the lead from the start, then proceeded to mis a critical turn, which put me in the wind, so I slowed down. Somewhere around halfway through lap 1 I kind of settled in my anti heat exhaustion, make it at least seem like I'm racing pace and muddled through to the finish for 10th place (apologies, I took 9th). In keeping with annual, getting passed in the last mile form, I let Brian Jeppson pass me in the last mile, yep, I'm that nice.
Post race wind shut down the hanging out, so we broke camp I headed back to the motel. Then i watched UK forget how to hit baskets and free throws and still come close to winning, kitted up and went and did a night lap on Barrel Roll with Tolbert and K-day. I had some light malfunctions, which was nice, cause then I could stop and catch my breath.
Sunday ended up being a nice Goulds-Jem-Hurkin Rim loop from OTE with Kathy and DJ. DJ double flatted and had to bail, Kathy and I did the loop faster than ever, yeah, of course the day after the race I feel superhuman.
Sleepy.
