Category: Daily Life

These are my daily rants, stories, and what not.

Weird dreams and better days

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After a walk down to the coffee shop, a few cups of great coffee, a giant cookie and some drawing, I felt better.  At one point (and it was only a few minutes) I was the only one in the coffee shop.   That felt odd.  But it filled up fast.  I felt a little disheveled on my walk, but there’s nothing wrong with disheveled.

Anyways, my dreams have gone off the deep end.  Zombies, monsters, attics.  Running from something (not a zombie).  Triathlons (I wasn’t in it, but Shane was).  Sleeping (I don’t seem to remember sleeping in a dream before, I’ve woken up in dreams – had dreams where I was waking up – but not sleeping).  Dreams in Buffalo, dreams in Queensbury, dreams in Lake Champlain.  All weird.  But they do make me smile in the morning.

Contemplative

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I’m feeling a lonely and contemplative right now.  Don’t ask me where it came from.  Just sort appeared a few hours ago while watcing “The Nines.”  Fantastic movie.  If you haven’t seen it, look it up and go rent it.  I don’t think it has so much to do with the movie so much as the song towards the end of the movie.

The song is called “The Otherside of Mt. Heart Attack” by the Liars.  You can hear it here.  Its kind of a calm, progressing song.  It sort of builds.  And it gets stuck in your head, or at least mine.  Makes me quasi-sentimental.  Anyways, not having an over abundance of friends out here means that the times when I do feel a little lonely like this I have less options.  I more or less take is as a sign to get out of the apartment.  Which I am going to do in a few minutes.

I do have things to do tonight.  Cleaning, working on the Karamu webpage, scanning in daily drawings (I hate getting behind on scanning, but I always do); all those things can wait.  Right now, I’m going out to cheer up a bit.  I haven’t decided yet if that means a bar or a coffee shop.  We’ll see I suppose.

Looking Forward

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I am severely looking forward to Buffalo.  I’m heading there Friday for a weekend of frisbee.  I don’t know why, til today it was just a trip, but now, well now I’m looking forward to it.  Not that I wasn’t before, just, I haven’t been back since February (seems crazy in the distance now) and it’ll be a nice escape/weekend vacation.

In other news I haven’t shaved since the Sabres lost.  My beard is itchy.  So I scratch.

I’ve been hit!!!

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Biking home from work today a van hit me!!

Granted I was only hit on the shoulder, and also got my foot slightly ran over, but I was hit.  And thankfully the mirror was collapsable (one of those ones that can be turned in so as to save space) because I would have been knocked off my bike otherwise.

I’m a pretty “rules of the road” bike rider.  I ride in a bike lane when there is one (and there was one when I got hit) or near to the curb.  I stop when there’s a red light (I do follow the bus lights sometimes, but I consider that following the lights).  I use hand turn signals (really, do you know anyone who does that).  I wear a helmet at all times.  I don’t cut in and out of traffic and I always look both ways at cross sections even if I have the green light.

Today I’m coming down Euclid Ave in Cleveland when a white Ford van strikes me from behind.  Immediately my left shoulder and foot start to ache.  I don’t fall off my bike (or even stop) but am a little shooken up.  I look up to see the van drive off.  He hits the brakes a little hesistantly, keeps going, hits the brakes again a little, keeps going and finally stops at the red light a distance ahead (there was plenty of space to pull over).  So he knows he hit me, but doesn’t pull over.

Near as I can tell he must have swerved in towards me or just wasn’t paying attention.  The mirror struck my shoulder and my foot was dragged under the front tire a little (not under the tire, but the front tire must have hit my foot, and sucked it with it pinching it on its rotation).

I pull up along side him at the red light and he nervously asks if I’m ok.  Which essentially I am, so I say I’m fine.  I do make note of his licence plate as he drives away.

Upon inspection, I have two sharp red bruises (or at least what I assume will turn in bruises rather quickly) going up my left side starting below the should bone and ending up on top of my shoulder.  My foot, other than being red from being pinched, is ok.  It only took a year of biking in Cleveland before a vehicle tried to kill me.  That’s not so bad.

Jumping on the Bandwagon

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I’ve jumped on the exercise bandwagon again.  Mostly cause its nice outside, partially because Sarah wants to run together.

So the last four days go as such:

  • Friday: Biked 20 miles (ok, 19), Did 70 pushs up and 70 sit ups
  • Saturday: Ran 2.5 miles (bought new running shoes, Yay!!)
  • Sunday: Ran 2.5 miles (with said new running shoes)
  • Today (Monday): Biked 20 miles (19), Did 70 push ups and 70 sit ups.

Not bad, right?  The biking part is easy because I can bike to work (9 some odd miles each way).  The running part is easy because I just don’t say no when Sarah asks if I want to run.  She’s a little shocked at how I can just up and run and not be exhausted after having not exercised for months.  The “memory pain” as I like to call it, that my legs recall from destroying them running in college seems to be subsiding.

My new morning routine is to get up at 6:10, look outside to see if its raining, check the temperature (that sacred 45 degrees Fahrenheit that it needs to be for me to get on my bike) and use that information to determine whether I get to sleep in for another 20 minutes or not.  The only downside I see to biking right now is that work is out of coffee, and if I bike to work then I have a coffee-free day, and those are awful days.

Walking the Cat

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I took Oscar for a walk today.  I’ve had him for just over a year, and he oppressively meows at the doorway wanting to get out.  Anyways, a few weeks ago I bought a leash.  I put it on him and have let him meander around trying to get used to the leash.  I’ve even taken in the hallway (although he just rolls on his back out there).

Anyways, I let him walk outside (his second outdoor trip since getting the leash) and took a little video to show how great it is to walk a cat.

Oscar Walk

After walking around for a bit (and sorry for the breathing noises that are there, haven’t taken many videos with my phone before), I put him in my car and we headed to the park.  I got him out of the car for about two minutes before he came running back to the car.  We had to sit there for a minute for him to get used to the noise.  After that he had a solid twenty minutes of exploring the area.  He ran away from everyone that was around, but had fun I think.