Monday, December 26, 2005

tea cozy for my twin


Here is a picture of a tea cozy that my sister found in her stocking yesterday. I finished in during the night between Christmas Eve and Christmas Day when all of the Christmasy magic is supposed to happen. I knitted it while watching the new Doctor Who series so when I look at it. I think of Doctor Who. My sister thinks of Fraggles.

Monday, December 19, 2005

My prematurely arthritic car

I bought a 2000 Hyundai Sonata this spring. It has been privy to the love and affection of my boyfriend, his dad, and I through multiple tune-ups, adjustments and painting the back fender (I bought it that way) over the summer. Now its computer codes are telling us that its torque converter is malfuncting. This basicly means that when it is cold and/or irritable it refuses to remember how to shift gears. I was brought up on a VW Rabbit so I know how to shift gears. If only it would let me help it! After an afternoon in a parking garage, it shifts like it always did.

I'm knitting franticly. Unfortunately I still don't have the hedgehog pictures.

Monday, December 12, 2005

hedgehog sweater

The last week I was commissioned to knit and felt a sweater for my friend's hedgehog. I completed it over the weekend and am anxiously awaiting the reception of the sweater by the hedgehog. Most people think that it will tear it to bits. I'm still optimistic that everything will be fine. Once the sweater is determined a success, I will post my pattern here.

Saturday, December 10, 2005

new bike computer, new reasons to go fixie

Thank you, aflowercallednowhere for the bike computer! I haven't hooked it up yet, but I am admiring its analogue clock face intermixed with the blocky digital text fonts.

On Thursday I didn't exactly bike in. I drove to Stadium Village where I can park all day for free and I rode my folding bike to my East Bank office. It was really slick. Now I'm thinking about just storing the bike in the trunk. I did wear a surprisingly warm combination. Finding nothing especially clean in my room to wear, I pulled on some pantyhose that I had forgotten about. I put on the Columbia fleece pants over them. The ride was a cosy warm one. Granted I wasn't going really fast and I wasn't in the Midtown Greenwindtunnel, but I might try that combo again.

Ever since the ride on Wednesday night, I have been seriously thinking about converting my Ross Compact into a fixed gear. I was riding up Nicollet and my chain dropped down to the granny gear. Then I was trying to stop for a car who decided that we had a telepathic link because he proceeded to turn right into Quang's without a signal. The person in front of him was also turning and signalled so I was already slowing, but I had not yet come to a complete stop because I thought that I could slowly go until the car passed. I wasn't going that fast so it wasn't too dangerous, but I didn't stop with the help of my brakes. Backpedalling then would have been nice. My brakes were all gunked up with snow.

I believe that I just have to switch the bottom bracket and get rid of the extra gears. If anyone has any advice, I would really appreciated it. This Ross is from the seventies, has a fixed wheel in the rear and a BB that takes care of the freewheel function. I don't know if the gears are detachable from the rear hub, I sorta suspect they are not.

Wednesday, December 07, 2005

Hostelling National Meeting update

I was just rereading some old posts and I thought that I should say that the National Meeting for Hostelling Int'l was great, sans Garrison Keillor. We ended up getting Catherine Watson, the recently retired travel writer for the Star Tribune. We had a lot in common and I chatted her up after the talk. Mr. Keillor would not have been as good as Watson; she gave the perfect talk about her ADHD nephew who is bouncing around Europe right now. There were about 115 people there and I personally met 60. I basically lived at the Hilton that weekend. There was a Canadian sex convention at the convention center at the same time. And a CPA convention.

I need wind pants

I'm pretty comfy riding now with my socks and a system for the top that includes wicking, insulation, and wind resistance. Now I have to figure out the bottom half. Having done some winter running and skiing I thought that I could use those techniques. For the most part that is ok; my insulating fat on my legs keep me pretty warm. Only right behind my knees, I have been experiencing ice crystalization. Perhaps the wind pants are the answer. I bought a pair of deeply discounted fleece pants from REI this week and I'll try them tomorrow to see how it works.

Tuesday, December 06, 2005

rite of passage; eureka moment too late in life

So, my rite of passage is that I took the plunge and bought some SmartWool Adrenaline socks. They fit my feet perfectly. Just so you know, I have tiny feet for an adult (5.5 or 6 US) and I don't think that I have ever had socks that fit exactly. The oversized socks that I've lived with up to this moment have always made my Achilles tendon look like it was preggers.

I know that this sounds really stupid, but this morning I realized that Mr. Fahrenheit, the guy behind putting the 0 degree at the freezing point of sea water, was on to something. I also thought that it was a really sailor-centric system. It is also a system that is really useful for anyone who is wondering if their tears will freeze when they are waiting for the bus.

Wednesday, November 30, 2005

Winter bike ride; new folding bike

I think that I just recovered from Thanksgiving about a half an hour ago. My ride home was filled with adrenaline. Before the holiday I put my gangly winter bike in my U of M bike locker to get it out of the way so that I could cram more friends and relatives into my apartment. So yesterday I thought that I would rescue the bike from being locked up for a record amount of time, but the lock was frozen.

Today, really itching to ride, I slammed up against the door a number of times and it worked. The hobbit-sized door opened like butter. The adrenaline started rushing when I found that there were spots along the Greenway-Hiawatha route that were sheets of ice. I refuse to get studded tires for me $20 department store junk bike.

My da gave me at folding Dahon Boardwalk bike over Thanksgiving. It feels a little strange, mostly because the handling is so sketchy on the snow and ice, but it is pretty fun and it is really quick to fold down. It is cool. I might actually invest in studded tires for that puppy.

Monday, November 21, 2005

New obsession


I'm beginning to be obsessed with the Pedersen Bicycle. I hope that I can ride one this year when I'm in Europe.

Monday, November 14, 2005

worst blogger ever

I was hoping that my witty descriptions of life would help compensate my complete lack of digital camera.

There is this bike in my 'hood that I see locked up all over with these tall kids-bike-esque handlebars but with a twist that I long to digitally photograph. Well actually a couple of twists. The tops are twisted around so that they resemble a brass instrument more than a handlebar. I was wondering how they made them look so shiny if they actually just fashioned by some welder. Would it be cool to make a brass instrument that could be used as handlebars? You could tool down the street playing Sousa?

Here is the latest results of a quick quiz that I took to help me procrastinate from making a yarn pom pom. Who really procrastinates making a yarn pom pom. I probably need help. I was think about making a "things to do before I'm 30" list and which would basically include a list of all of the drugs that I want to take, since I've pretty much done whatever the fuck I want for years. I don't suppose that it is appropriate to discuss this quiz in any personal statements that I might write for a grad school program. I'm pretty inappropriate anyway.

You Should Get a PhD in Science (like chemistry, math, or engineering)

You're both smart and innovative when it comes to ideas.
Maybe you'll find a cure for cancer - or develop the latest underground drug.

Saturday, October 15, 2005

My winter bike is scaring me

Ok. I know that I have a pretty low tolerance for strange sounds or movements associated with bike-riding. During my longer rides in the summer I would freak out about rubbing sounds and swishing sounds or regular clicking noises. During these times, I was calmed by a quick check of everything.

This Ross Compact that I bought as a winter bike is scaring me. I've ridden it about 16 miles so far. When I get up to anything over 10 mph on the greenway, it starts slightly twisting and pulsing. My seat moves slightly up and down. I feel like I'm on some kind of Dr. Seus-invented machine. I'm convinced that I will end up with a broken frame or something. My veteran cyclist co-worker suggested that it was the head bearing. The head bearing doesn't seem loose or anything. Isn't that a diagnostic detail? My dad wants to sell me his Da Hon Boardwalk folding bike. I am going to research this purchase as thoroughly as anything else. Apparently the frame hinge can get rusty really easily and sieze up. This was reported by a gentleman in England. I hope to use it as my foul weather bike because it has fenders.

In other bike news, my father has ordered the single passenger Rhoades Car a four-wheeled bike. He has been an avid cyclist for years and now he has Parkinson's so his neurologist has forbidden anything that is 2 or 3 wheeled. He is selling his car and will live car-free in a small town in North Dakota. When I was in high school I had a dream that my VW Rabbit had bicycle pedals and I was tooling around town on it.

Saturday, October 08, 2005

Commuting article in NYTimes

Although they are still claiming that bike seats make you impotent, instead of considering that the rider may have adjusted their seat improperly so most of the weight is not on the sit bones, here is an article in the NY Times this morning about this "new" bike commuting thing.


Gas Math: Subtract 2 Wheels
By ALEX WILLIAMS

FOR morning commuters, the hours trapped in gridlocked traffic are a ripe time for fantasies of drastic change. It is little wonder that many have pondered the notion of pedaling a bicycle to work.

But even for those who live in Sun Belt cities with ample bike lanes, this drive-time fantasy usually runs aground on bluntly practical shoals. There are laptop computers to lug and children to drop off at day care. There are potholes and thunderstorms. And, of course, there is the sweat riders work up, which clashes with an $800 business suit.

For a growing number of bicycle fantasists, however, the obstacles no longer seem quite so insurmountable in the face of $70 fill-ups at gas stations. Bike manufacturers have reported significant sales increases since the summer, when gas in many areas passed $3 a gallon.

At the Interbike International Bicycle Expo, an industry convention late last month in Las Vegas, commuting was a major "buzz topic," said Tim Blumenthal, the executive director of Bikes Belong Coalition, a trade association. He said the industry is seeing "a whole new breed of customer, people who haven't ridden bikes at all, coming in mainly because of eyeball shock at the gas pump."

Janelle Gunther, a scientist at Lawrence Livermore National Laboratory in California, is among the recent converts. "A couple weeks ago I was joking with some friends and saying that when gas goes over $3 a gallon, I won't pay it, I'll refuse to use my car," Ms. Gunther, 35, recalled.

The next thing she knew, she was leaving her Toyota Camry in the driveway and pedaling the five miles to the lab. She figures she is saving about $40 a week. She usually showers and changes at work, although more than once she has found herself scurrying into an early morning meeting still clad in her Lycra cycling gear. "No one bats an eye," she said.

Bicycle sellers are unsure what percentage of the recent sales gains can be attributed to commuters as opposed to recreational riders inspired by another Lance Armstrong victory this summer in the Tour de France. But several sellers, including Chris Hornung, the chief executive of Pacific Cycle in Madison, Wis. - the largest distributor of bicycles in North America, including the Schwinn and Roadmaster brands - said that the timing of the boom and the types of bikes that are selling indicate that commuters account for a healthy portion.

Mr. Hornung pointed out that it was sales of multigear adult cruiser bikes with medium-wide tires and cushy seats, "the sort commonly associated with commuting," that "jumped off the Richter scale," rocketing 20 percent in the week of Sept. 7 in the aftermath of Hurricane Katrina and the spike in gas prices.

At Breezer, in Sausalito, Calif., a manufacturer of comfort-oriented "transportation" bicycles - they feature fenders, bells and cargo racks - sales have risen 33 percent this year. During this past summer of fuel-price surges, sales were double those of the summer before, Joe Breeze, the company's founder, said.

Kevin Coggins, who owns a bike shop called the Spin Cycle in Cary, N.C., said inquiries about commuter bikes like Breezers are up. He also has noticed he has more company on the road each morning during his 45-minute bicycle commute from nearby Raleigh. "Normally when I ride to work, I see four or five people" in the bike lanes, he said. "Immediately after Katrina, I would see one or two dozen."

Skeptics who have weathered more than a few business cycles may be tempted to dismiss the sudden enthusiasm for pedal power as nothing more than a momentary spasm of household-budget anxiety that will pass the minute oil drops $5 a barrel. (Recent studies indicating a relationship between certain bicycle seats and sexual dysfunction could also cool some of the enthusiasm.)

And in a country that worships horsepower even the most ardent bicycle commuters face an uphill battle pursuing a mode of transportation traditionally associated with college professors or factory workers in Beijing. According to the most recent national figures, those of the 2000 census, only 489,000 Americans pedaled to work, compared with 97.1 million who drove alone.

In sprawling cities like Los Angeles and Houston, the great distance between home and office makes bicycling almost impossible. In New York City cyclists who do not fear being flattened by taxis must be fortunate enough to work in a building that provides bicycle storage.

Even in leafy college towns like Davis, Calif., and bicycle-friendly cities like Cambridge, Mass., the problems involved keep many from considering bicycling to work. Kyle Littlefield, 32, of Bryan, Tex., who works in marketing at Texas A&M University Press, recently joined the ranks of bike commuters, but he and his wife are already scrambling for a way to get their two young children to day care. "It's all contingent on my wife finding a carpool situation with one of her friends," Mr. Littlefield said.

Scott McGolpin, 42, a public works administrator in Santa Barbara, Calif., said that his decision to cycle 14 miles to work, which saves on his Ford Expedition's $50-a-tank habit, came at the cost of an hour of sleep every morning.

Advocates of bicycle commuting are hoping the apparent end of an era of cheap oil will provide momentum for cities to expand bike lanes and trails, install more bicycle racks on streets and buses, and perhaps even build bicycle stations like that in Chicago, where commuting riders can lock up their bikes, shower and change.

Elizabeth Preston, a spokeswoman for the League of American Bicyclists, a advocacy group in Washington, said that the federal transportation bill signed into law in August sets aside about $1 billion for bike lanes and trails, "so the people who start commuting now will find better facilities and a more reliable infrastructure than the people in the 70's did."

In some cases, taking on the additional challenge of bicycle commuting can be like a second job. Harry Brull, 56, an organizational psychologist in Minneapolis and an avid recreational cyclist, said he had always wanted to leave his Audi at home in St. Paul and enjoy the bracing seven-plus-mile ride along the Mississippi to his office downtown.

When gas hit $3 a gallon, he took it as the nudge he had been waiting for. He joined the Radisson hotel gym next to his office so he could shower. The weekend before his first trek, he stocked his office closets with suits, shirts, belts and dress shoes.

"On Monday morning I got all excited," Mr. Brull said. "I made sure to put my computer in my messenger bag and gather all the papers I thought I would need." The plan came off without a hitch, except for one detail. As he arrived in town glistening with sweat, he realized he had forgotten to pack his underwear.

While he plans to continue cycling, at least until the harsh Minnesota winter arrives, he acknowledged that his morning ride comes at a price in his jacket-and-tie profession.

"It does add another level of complexity to a life that's already complex enough," he said.

Friday, October 07, 2005

Sibley Bike Depot needs your help

I was just emailed this announcement from John at the Minnesota Bicycle & Pedestrian Alliance:

Calling all bicyclists! The future of the Renaissance Box building that houses the Sibley Bike Depot and several other community-based non-profit organizations is in jeopardy. Please come by on Sunday, October 9, 2005 at noon to sign a petition and show community support for the Sibley Bike Depot remaining in the community.
Central Community Housing Trust (CCHT), a non-profit developer hopes to purchase the building and wants to continue the community aspects of the Renaissance Box vision. This is at the same time as the Grand opening of the Wacouta Commons park, a block from the Depot and your presence will make a difference! Please come to show community support. Meet at the Renaissance Box/Sibley Bike Depot at Noon. See you there!

Also: The Sibley Bike Depot will be having an open house during the
St. Paul Art Crawl, Friday, Oct 14th 6:00 to 10:00 PM & Saturday, Oct
15th 1:00 to 6:00 PM. Please stop by, enjoy the artwork and talk bikes.
We look forward to seeing you!

Friday, September 23, 2005

A Curious Sight

I suppose that is a title that could be used for most days to describe me. Today I was a curious sight because I procured a pair of metallic-looking plastic fenders at my favorite used bike place and then rode home with them in my Land's End "professional" briefcase that I got from my favorite uncle for high school graduation and have been using extensively ever since. Only half of the fender fit in the bag so the rear fender started out curved over my head like an iconic halo. Soon, however, because of my height and the flexibility of this thing, it sagged into my face, making me out to be a Jordi La Forge like character. It bonked against my forehead the entire way home and from the expression on most people's faces, it looked like I was being bonked by a heavy metal fender.

I raised the seat on my Schwinn Traveler which was a really good idea. Now I don't have the labia pains that I used to complain of.

I was obsessed last week with finding a good foul weather bicycle that I could potentially crap up. My biking coworker is a hard-core winter fixie fan. I was really curious about it for a while, but this week I decided to try the whole "riding through winter" thing with a Ross Compact that I bought for $20 this week. Maybe next year I will make it a fixie so I have a summer of practice before I'm carreening on icy roads. It has a decent derailler and everything. I put upside-down upright handlebars on it. It is blue with salmon and violet decals. I'm in denial about its salmon decals so I bought bright pink handlebar tape to go with the blue. The faux-metal fenders are for the Ross.

I was entertained today by a young man who came up to me at the Homecoming lunch on the McNamara lawn. I was reading the Women's Press and he came up unexpectedly. He thought that I was someone else but didn't realize it until he squatted down to talk and I looked up. I was friendly (not "why the fuck are you bothering me" or anything) He told me that he thought that he met me at the University Pegging Society. I asked him what that was and he didn't want to tell me. I said he didn't have to and to change the subject he asked me about my shirt. I happened to be wearing my favorite shirt today. My friends and I made it to commemerate the first and only trip taken by a baby elephant on public transportation. You see, in Wuppertal, Germany there is a monorail called the Schwebebahn. My friend and I became intrigued by it a few years about because of the movie "The Princess and the Warrior" The Schwebebahn is suspended over the River Wupper for a number of miles. In 1950, when the circus was in town, they thought that it would be a good idea to take the elephant for a ride on this monorail. It panicked, pushed out the wall of the carriage and jumped out into the river. The elephant was ok and apparently lived until the 1980s, according to the wikipedia article. This guy thought it was cool and got up to say good bye. After he had walked about 10 feet away, he turned around and said, "I'm going to tell my friends about your shirt".

Monday, September 12, 2005

Cannon Valley Trail

Me boyfriend and I went on the 20-mile (we went 40 miles round trip) Cannon Valley Trail that is a converted rail bed between Cannon Valley and Red Wing. For some reason, a reason that seems ridiculous now that I'm sitting here thinking about it, I thought that this trail would be especially hilling and challenging since we were going to the river town of Red Wing, a city known for their rugged bluffs untouched by the glaciers. The trail was very tranquil, well-maintained, with a slight elevation increase from Red Wing to Cannon Falls (duh, because it was built for a train). The part near Welch was really un-Minnesota-like (or at least the Minnesota that I've known). The only unsettling part of the entire afternoon was that we rode past a rifle range that was conveniently located along the trail. I would have shit myself if there were anyone actually patronizing the range. The line of fire was at an unsettling acute angle with the trail. I'm sure that was fine when the railroad was going through, but I let my imagination run wild and pedalled my ass away!!

As I was pedalling into Red Wing, I was reminded how much I miss riding into a city on the train. It was cool that one can experience that on a bike as well.

My Hefeweizen is working out. It is carbonated for the most part and quite refreshing.

Friday, September 09, 2005

Biked to Selby and Dale

I rode my bike to a monthly meeting that I have above the Mississippi Market at Selby and Dale. I couldn't believe how well I was treated by cars on Summit Ave!

2 strange observations:
A guy passed me near Snelling on Summit. He was large, spandexed, and on a mountain bike. I soon discovered that either he wasn't maintaining his speed or else he just passed me when I slowed up the hill, but I quickly found myself in the awkward position of practically drafting him. Should I pass him now? That just seemed tiresome.

I realized that I didn't want to pass him because he was fascinating. He was riding almost exclusively with his helmeted head down, looking at his front chainwheel. He kept changing the front gear and spinning. I think that he was in the lower one up front when he passed me and didn't expect me to be gaining on him, as I'm almost always in that highest one in front. I think that I introduced him to the mighty large front gear. He was playing with it for blocks. Finally he got it because he zapped away from me at Lexington.

On the way home I was on the east river road bike path. There is a part were the pedestrians and bikes mingle. I was cautiously going downhill and then up hill slightly. At the top of the hill stood a baby boomer couple with a poodle. Ever cautious of poodles (and baby boomers for that matter) I was relieved when I saw that they saw me and they moved their dog out of the way. As I passed them I said, "Hi". They said, "Hi" and the woman said in a really sarcastic upsetting tone, "Thanks for the light." I was so confused I didn't have retort. Clearly there has been some bad blood between cyclers and that couple. If they hadn't noticed me, I would have dinged my bell and everything. Geesh.

Biking to Work - Bike Routes to the U from Whittier

I've been getting a real kick out of riding my Schwinn Traveller to work. I splurged for a bike locker (#56 by Smith! I feel like a rock star, last time I investigated getting one, all they had for me was in St. Paul or at the Huron Lots.) with the idea that when I'm leaving in the morning I would more quickly grab my bike than spend $2 for the bus or $3.25 for a spot in the Huron Lots.

I'm a little upset that the bus is now $2 dollars during rush hour. The $1.75 was bad enough but there was clever psychology built into it. I know that I could get a Metropass but I have been noticing that, for me living in a neighborhood that butts up against downtown Minneapolis, clearly I get a LOT more exercise if I bike, but a surprising amount if I drive too, because of the 10-15 minute walk from the Huron Lots to my building. The bus picks my doughy ass up a block from my house and deposits me roughly 100 m from my building.

With the bike superhighway closed this week, I found another super slick way to get to work. It has 2 freeway overpasses, which aren't as tedious as I thought they would be. I really enjoy the human interaction on the one near the MIA. For years I've seen that 24th street is identified on bike maps as a friendly alternative to Franklin. I went on 24th in my youth and found it really frightful. Now it is really pleasant. I don't know if the city changed the street so people don't try to make 2 lanes (I think that was the problem) or if I have just become more brave.

Anyway, here are my favorite routes from Whittier to the University of Minnesota's East Bank.

Through Downtown (IMO best if it is raining):
1. Take Nicollet to 12th street (street, cars don't tend to bother you, you really must book it to get away from the buses, tho. When I bussed I was also so impressed with the volume of cyclers making their way up Eat Street in all weather)
2. Turn right on 12th (bike lane, left side, one way going with bike lane)
3. Turn left on 2nd Ave (bike lane, middle lane, going against cars and with buses)
4. Turn right on the street after Washington (bike lane, right side, two-way)
5. Turn left at 5th Ave from the middle of the road (genteel 4-way stop, please at least put your foot down so that I will be treated well at that intersection)
6. Go down the little ramp, carefully cross the west river road
7. Take a relaxing ride on the Stone Arch bridge
8. Get onto 6th St SE and turn right at University.

Down 24th Street:
1. Take the pedestrian bridge over 35W (I walk it because it is small, tight and I've seen a lot of elderly on it. One old man teased me with "Why aren't you riding that bike!?" my reply was "Because I'm terrified!" He chuckled and told me that I shouldn't ride my bike over anyway.)
There is a set of stairs on the east side.
2. Get onto 24th street.
3. Go until you get to Cedar (This morning the stretch seemed ridiculously short, I almost didn't believe that I was there when I got there)
4. The next overpass starts right in front of you on the left (I didn't know what that was for years!) This one I ride because it is clearly made for riding and I smile when I see the daisies on the east side.
5. Go over the LRT and take the trail to the left until you get to the Ceder/Riverside station.
6. Take 6th street S to 20th (the block past Cedar) (bike lane, two-way).
7. Turn right on that street in front of CSOM.
8. Turn left past the CSOM subterranean parking garage entrance.

The beloved way on the Greenway:
1. Take the city streets to your favorite/closest entrance ramp.
2. Go on the Greenway to the east
3. At Hiawatha there is an insanely long light to cross
4. Once you cross you are on the Hiawatha trail. Be cautious at 26th Street. Try to time your arrival with the train because then everyone has to stop except for you and the train.
5. Go til the Cedar/Riverside Light Rail station
6. Do steps 6-8 from the route above.

2 weekends ago I rode the entire Gateway Trail there and back.
Last weekend I finally did the West river parkway, Minnehaha creek trail, Lakes trails, Greenway, Hiawatha, back to where we started. It was really fun. I too love the Minnehaha Creek.

Tuesday, August 23, 2005

Beer brewing

My Hefeweizen should be ready to drink. One of my tasters felt that it was more similar to a Belgian Witbeer because it had a really high alcohol content. It is probably because I brewed it during a heat wave.

Wednesday, August 10, 2005

Car-free Nicollet Mall

I have spent many a pleasant walk home from work down the newly carless Nicollet Mall, but this evening was my first ride down it on my bicycle. For people not in Minneapolis, Nicollet Mall is not an enclosed shopping mall or anything. It is a semi-pedestrian thoroughfare from the Mississippi River to southern downtown (essentially Orchestra Hall). Typically the only vehicles allowed down it were taxis, emergency vehicles, and buses. Metro Transit is trying out making the Mall bus-free from 6:30-11:30 every night because of the noise that disrupts evening dining al-fresco. At first I was a little inconvenienced because the buses now go down Hennepin, but now I'm convinced that they actually go faster down Hennepin.

Anyway, it was extremely pleasant because it felt like a bike street that is actually near people (as opposed to the bike super highway, the Greenway, which BTW will be closed for 1-2 days during the week of August 15)

Monday, August 08, 2005

I easily impress others?

Cheese Pizza

Traditional and comforting.
You focus on living a quality life.
You're not easily impressed with novelty.
Yet, you easily impress others.