Having been sick lately, I've been doing almost all my riding indoors. This sucks, especially when you don't have much of anything good to watch on TV. What I've been finding is: there is nothing but mindless drivel on at 10:00 AM. The people who watch this stuff can only be getting stupider.
Thankfully, we just signed up for Netflix and I was able to watch a couple decent movies so far: The Dark Night and Charlie Wilson's War. Both good, recommended.
Worth your otherwise wasted time
Monday, January 19, 2009
Thursday, January 15, 2009
Craig's List
Try and count how many mistakes are in this listing:
http://williamsport.craigslist.org/bik/968634228.html
I found four just in the title. Craig's List is the greatest.
Can't wait till this snow melts and I can get back on the mounting bike!
http://williamsport.craigslist.org/bik/968634228.html
I found four just in the title. Craig's List is the greatest.
Can't wait till this snow melts and I can get back on the mounting bike!
Sunday, December 7, 2008
Sweet new ride
http://lancaster.craigslist.org/bik/946108866.html
Check it out. Sweet new wheels for next season. I especially like the Megadeth sticker. Also check out the basement suuroundings such as cigarette butt on the floor.....I love craigs list!
Check it out. Sweet new wheels for next season. I especially like the Megadeth sticker. Also check out the basement suuroundings such as cigarette butt on the floor.....I love craigs list!
Friday, December 5, 2008
Technology
In more important happenings, Redsy is on the mend. He's got immobilizer braces on both knees and he's got himself a walker, but he able to hobble around the house and get on the potty by himself. We sure do miss him at the bike shop.
The other photo is the annual pre-Thanksgiving dinner hike. Best hike ever. Terry, Nancy
later.
Tuesday, November 18, 2008
Redsy Update
So Redsy has amazingly torn BOTH patellar tendons. He had surgery to re-attach them on Friday. Now he is back home, his wife waiting on him and helping him around. Rehab will be a long road for the self proclaimed Shop Athlete, but he'll be good as new.
There is a nice pic of Redsy on the Holmes website. That might help to aid in the imagery of the story I posted last time. He has (surprise!) red hair.
There is a nice pic of Redsy on the Holmes website. That might help to aid in the imagery of the story I posted last time. He has (surprise!) red hair.
Friday, November 14, 2008
Red Man Down
So it's time for my annual blog entry. What can I say, I've been busy.
I just couldn't not blog about yesterday's weirdness:
Due to seasonal slowness and the fact that bike shop culture places a premium on athleticism, at work yesterday we were taking turns trying to jump up and touch a joist - slam dunk style. The Hams, Steve (aka Red Man, Reds, Redsy), and myself were all unsuccessful, although I must say I was pretty close (I am the tallest). Anyway, Steve was getting stretched out, warmed up, and mentally prep'ed for one more try. I could tell that he was really going to put his heart into this one. He was focused. As he was about to leap, both his knees gave out and he went down fast. In a split second he went from standing, ready to pounce, to fetal position. He lay there and began yelping in pain. We all stood around giggling, then realized that this might be serious. He was on the ground, saying "my knees are f'ed, my knees are f'ed! I'm serious!" I forced back the laughter and made a conscious effort not to make eye contact with anyone else in the room for fear of losing control.
We eventually decide that Steve needed to go the ER to get his knees checked out since he was pretty much immobilized, comfortable only when his legs were kept completely straight. We used the platform from an inversion table and a four-wheeled cart to carry his sorry ass into the work van. That is a sight that I'd love to have photo documentation of: Red Man being pushed and pulled along by four men using an inversion table and a wooden cart; Red Man is sitting up, telling us not to drop him. Anyway, we get him into the shop van and I drove him to the Holy Spirit ER, where the next weirdness began (although the lesser of the weirdnesses).
The Red Man waited while I ran into the ER to explain the situation. I tried to be non-alarmist while still communicating the seriousness of the situation. I told the ER staff that they need a gurney or stretcher to haul the Red Man since his knees were f'ed and he was in excrutiating pain when he bent them. The ER lady said that they had nothing but a wheelchair....? I have heard some BS in my life and dealt with some morons, but no stretcher in a hospital? I threatened to take him to another hospital and they found a backboard and gurney for him (losers).
So, there Reds went, off to the waiting room wait for his turn in the X-Ray room. X-Rayed. Today we'll find out what is up.
Googling around leads me to believe that he tore up some tendons in his knees, maybe the patellar or quadriceps tendon...but this is expertise gleaned from five minutes of surfing.
I am told by Don that there was a football player who had a similar injury. Link me to the youtube vid if you know what he is talking about.
I just couldn't not blog about yesterday's weirdness:
Due to seasonal slowness and the fact that bike shop culture places a premium on athleticism, at work yesterday we were taking turns trying to jump up and touch a joist - slam dunk style. The Hams, Steve (aka Red Man, Reds, Redsy), and myself were all unsuccessful, although I must say I was pretty close (I am the tallest). Anyway, Steve was getting stretched out, warmed up, and mentally prep'ed for one more try. I could tell that he was really going to put his heart into this one. He was focused. As he was about to leap, both his knees gave out and he went down fast. In a split second he went from standing, ready to pounce, to fetal position. He lay there and began yelping in pain. We all stood around giggling, then realized that this might be serious. He was on the ground, saying "my knees are f'ed, my knees are f'ed! I'm serious!" I forced back the laughter and made a conscious effort not to make eye contact with anyone else in the room for fear of losing control.
We eventually decide that Steve needed to go the ER to get his knees checked out since he was pretty much immobilized, comfortable only when his legs were kept completely straight. We used the platform from an inversion table and a four-wheeled cart to carry his sorry ass into the work van. That is a sight that I'd love to have photo documentation of: Red Man being pushed and pulled along by four men using an inversion table and a wooden cart; Red Man is sitting up, telling us not to drop him. Anyway, we get him into the shop van and I drove him to the Holy Spirit ER, where the next weirdness began (although the lesser of the weirdnesses).
The Red Man waited while I ran into the ER to explain the situation. I tried to be non-alarmist while still communicating the seriousness of the situation. I told the ER staff that they need a gurney or stretcher to haul the Red Man since his knees were f'ed and he was in excrutiating pain when he bent them. The ER lady said that they had nothing but a wheelchair....? I have heard some BS in my life and dealt with some morons, but no stretcher in a hospital? I threatened to take him to another hospital and they found a backboard and gurney for him (losers).
So, there Reds went, off to the waiting room wait for his turn in the X-Ray room. X-Rayed. Today we'll find out what is up.
Googling around leads me to believe that he tore up some tendons in his knees, maybe the patellar or quadriceps tendon...but this is expertise gleaned from five minutes of surfing.
I am told by Don that there was a football player who had a similar injury. Link me to the youtube vid if you know what he is talking about.
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