it only takes a minute of brazenly rummaging through my closet to realize i’m a cold weather lover. yes, i shiver and curse at winter’s paralyzing breath, but fuck that noise: it’s fun to be all covered up like a ninja.

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i’ve decided to go null on the clips for my bike. yes, it’d be great for control, and i’d look super-rad, but the cost is something i really can’t get past. $60 for the petals (and i’d think $30 for labor), then $85 for the shoes… that’s nearing $200 for something i may not be using that much longer.

maybe an unexpectedly plump paycheck will come from comedy sportz, or maybe i’ll just deny it forever. time shall tell.

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twitter. hell yes.

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back on the bike talk, i dropped $150 dollars yesterday on a new front tire (and lock). the tire was a complete package: rim, strip, tread, and tube. $150. jesus christ didn’t make that much money is his entire life. and if he did, he would’ve given it away, and not spent it on a tire.

the reason for the cash bomb was that my front tire had given me four flats in a month. four flats. are you fucking kidding me? that’s unforgivable. after the first i couldn’t find any reason for it (no puncture no pebble caught in the tread), so i figured was a fluke. the second made me inspect the whole tire up and down for about two hours with still no result. the third caused me to seek professional help from the good folks at re-cycle on hennepin, and we thought we had taken care of it. the fourth time? bring down the guillotine.

i usually give a healthy amount of anthropomorphism to things i’ve had for a while, but i was nothing but happy to see that thing go. good riddance you piece of shit.

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it is surprisingly easy to get in contact with andrew bird.