On the internet hate mail often comes in the form of “comments” at the bottom of a post. It isn’t always pretty. If you write for a living, and especially if you write opinion pieces, you’re going to get criticism. That’s the nature of the game and I’ve gotten my share. Some of it is […]
Looks like Saxo Tinkoff Bank Team CEO Oleg Tinkov had quite the evening. According to his twitter account he’s jerking off in his Tuscan villa with a magnum of Petrus 82. Me? I’m still writing TdF wrap-ups, but that’s the difference between a billionaire and a freelance writer. [View the story "Oleg Tinkov is on […]
I’d heard about the Tony Kornheiser’s comments about running over cyclists a few days ago. To be honest, it really didn’t faze me. He’s a sports commentator whose whole schtick is to be controversial. His bosses expect that and pay him to be controversial. Did I honestly think that he believed what he said, that […]
I know you, the three readers, are dying to know who my pick as “Douche Bag of the month” award goes to. Trust me there were numerous nominees. But I have it narrowed down to one individual, who has a chance to redeem themselves before I announce it. Stay tuned…
There is going to be a series of Battlestar Galactica movies. Holy crap I’m so excited I can hardly stand it! I really need to train more or get another hobby…
I’m at Home Depot doing my thing when I spot this guy rolling through the aisles. I had to know his story. I approached him and asked about the chicken on the room of his cart. With a devilish smile he replied, “”I’m the biggest cock in town!” I told him that the sensible accessory […]
I received this e-mail from my H3 Publications/ROAD Magazine appointed psychologist Noel, “Check out my new bike. Its a Vanilla Speedvagen…and its the best all around/stage race bike I’ve ever ridden. I never imagined a steel bike could feel edgy, sharp and weaponized. 16.2 lbs and the best part is that hot Asian little fashiony […]
Just when I thought I’d get screwed by having someone sit next to me I have an empty seat. Time to stretch out. Ten hours to Germany and I’m going to pop a Vicadine and pass out!
I took this photo yesterday. They call this machine "the rack." It stretches my neck out.
This is my ceiling. I’ve been staring at it for a week. Since I last blogged I wrote how I had sprained my neck. Upon further reflection I remembered how I injured my neck. I was training Sunday and hit a bump. My hands slipped off the hoods and I came off the saddle. Luckily […]