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Too much new stuff

Too much new stuff

This weekend I took nearly 100 photos, saw my brother get married, got to drive my brother-in-law's new A4 Quattro (with the 1.8 turbo motor), and got a ride in a new Dodge Viper.

More soon, I really mean it.

Random nonsense

Random nonsense

Two days to Mike's wedding. No other projects up. Not doing enough riding, but I am stomping around the bike shed a lot.

Picked up the tuxedo yesterday, and dropped off the wedding present, so Mike and Marjie can't back out now. They won't give me a refund on the tux.

Bicycles: the other rusting, inedible meat

Bicycles: the other rusting, inedible meat

So, what kind of dishes will I be making with the fresh bikes? I have a chart on my wall. The Lovely One will get indexed shifting this year. The Auto-Mini will get put on hold (it looks like this), until a 7-speed gearhub is acquired and probably just ridden for fun for a while.

Uh-oh

Uh-oh

Today, after a particularly successful hunt of the region's garage sales with my imaginary friend Dave (The Lovely One, having not yet met Dave, insists he doesn't really exist), I came home with:

2 high-quality Serratus saddlebags ($12)

a bunch of records and a Chinese-style embroidery for TLO ($7.50)

A whole lotta Atari 2600 cartridges ($2)

3 bikes from three different sales ($30)

That last one prompted some bemused remarks from my mother-in-law.

And here I thought I had nothing to post about

And here I thought I had nothing to post about

Isn't he cute?

Virian is forever blowing bubbles, which go off to have adventures.

Isn't he cute?

The shed is up. I had my misgivings about the project for a while (especially when I was putting in the joist supports, every one of which I cut a little too short), but it looks like it will be usable as a real work space, even with a pile of bikes in one corner and a pile of crap, er, judiciously hoarded bike parts, in another corner.

Shed's up, I'm out

Shed's up, I'm out

dandelions in the foreground, blurred daffodils and tulips as a backgroundThank heavens. The shed project is done. But no photos of that yet, not even the silly one once again showing that I tastelessly own three blue bikes with identical orange seats.

Rain!

Rain!

Saint (not Satan), the Cousineau family dog, tracks his Kong, which is about 40 feet in the air as this picture is taken Well, that has certainly damped my plans to work on the shed tonight. We'll see what happens.

Not much to say tonight.

Not much to say tonight. Ate too much chocolate of course, worked on the shed some more (walls up, roof not up. Maybe tomorrow), and now I just want to post the prettiest flower picture ever. The full-size picture is quite spectacular; for once I wish I had a full-resolution version of this, but I was shooting at 1.2 megapixels.

Happy Easter!

Happy Easter!

Up and down. Christ is risen, thank God, which means I can end my Lenten devotion of not procrastinating. For the next fifty days, it's nothing but unrepentant laziness!

Ahem. You see, that's the problem with taking on a more nebulous form of self-improvement than giving up chocolate. With chocolate, you give it up, you eat it at Easter, you move on. With procrastination you really can't start doing it again.

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