I’m not safe on a bike. Never have been. But I insist on getting on the thing so I can spend time with Brandon.  Not to mention that it’s fun. Y’all remember my little blue Townie? After the stunts I pulled yesterday, I now have a name for the bike. Wallbait. You’ll see why here in a bit. Feeling ambitious on Sunday, I proposed that we rode from our place to the Alamitos Bay Farmers’ Market in Long Beach so

Happy Earth Day. I’m not much of an environmentalist but I’m slowly becoming a plastic bag usage nazi. I have canvas bags in my car and use them for my grocery shopping everywhere, and I refuse to take any plastic bags whenever I can carry my own loot out of the store…which was met with a LOT of  “Are you sure?” Yes I AM sure I can carry my prescription and a bottle of Nyquil out on my own. Yes

Oh yeah. Friday was a HELL of a day. It actually started Thursday night. Thursday night We had dinner and sampled ridiculous variety of beer with Paul and Lupe at Beachwood Barbecue. I finally had my Mac and Cheese, the BEST I’ve had and lord knows  how many sips of whats I had.  Nice and buzzed, I got home to a monstrous task of trying to watch most DVR’ed shows as I can before we get the box replaced on

It’s a fashion fate, really. Friday morning, I found myself at a loss as to what t-shirt to wear to work on casual Friday. And I have LOTS of t-shirts. However, some of them starting to get old, as in boring. Having been introduced to Threadless a while back by Rude Cactus (also @rudecactus), I popped in just in time for their spring sale and got a couple of shirts for $5 and $10. Cute, eh? Then yesterday, I checked