Today was a day rivaled only by the day my dad taught me how to spit properly (the key is in the tongue placement...I think). I drove a total of 150 miles to interview for a position at school with the office of alcohol and drug counseling, assessment and prevention service. The position was one... Continue Reading →
What You Don’t Understand About Bikers
1. If you hit us with your car, we die. You, on the other hand, probably won't. You're safely in your car, and when you don't give us enough space, our lives are actually in danger. So play nice. Uh, also...I love my bike almost as much as you love your child. I mean it.... Continue Reading →
