Furrowed

New to us bikes = time to work on them. Here the man fixes his problematic rear wheel, hopefully for good since he's been riding it to work every day.

For me the day was filled with high praise from my District Manager. It's good to know that I'm really good at my job, bad to know I don't really benefit from that. No raises, no cheers from the crowd, I just go on.

Oh well.

I rewarded myself with pizza. I do like pizza.


Dear Blip,

I have been a wandering soul of late but I'd like to think we can work things out. Let's try this again.

Tahrahlah.