Minnesota Nice...and bikes

I will not claim to be completely innocent in the events that follow but I don't think I did anything terribly wrong either.....

This story needs a little background before it starts. I have been biking to and from work pretty much since I moved to Minneapolis. I have been yelled at...in advertantly run off the road...had stuff thrown at me from car windows and pretty much have had to put up with a general lack of respect for bikes. On my way to and from work I bike through the intersection of chicago and 38th street. Those who know minneapolis know its not the nicest part of town. For some reason in that spot I have been almost hit nicked and squeezed more then any place on the city. So my senses are high and on tend to be a little on edge when I reach this spot on my ride home.

To the car driver defense I have flipped people off when they get to close to me and yelled at people that they are m-fers. Even stopped and pummuled(in a not to hurt way) a kid after he nailed me with a stick while biking. Usually its provoked but sometimes its just a bunch of little incidents that boil to the surface.

Ok enough background...now to the story. Today on my bike ride hom I reach the infamous intersection metioned above...well actually just slightly before it. I see a car(huge pickup truck) in the right line trying to pull into traffic. I slow down to an almost stop to let the guy in. He doesn't react so I stand up and start pedaling again before I have to completely stop and unclip my pedals. As far as the rules for the road go I am completely in the right to pass this guy. As I pass him he says through his rolled down window in a severely condscending voice.."Oh Come on Dude."
I reply "Whatever" as a go by him
He then speeds into the lane of traffic and catches up to me at which point Im going about 20 mph. He rolls down his passenger window and proceeds to tell me "how everyone was waiting for him and why I didn't wait."
To which I reply "When is the last time you waited for a biker?"
He replies "You sure have a bigg mouth."
I reply "F-off"
He replies "You sure have a big mouth why don't you pull over and we will settle this"
I reply "You sure have a big truck and are quick to fight. Do you have a small penis?"
The conversation degrades from there, if that is possible, with him saying lets pull over and my saying blow me until he finally turns right on like 10th street and I continue straight....

Not saying Im completely innocent in these matters but when it comes to bikes there is no such thing as Minnesota nice.....

For the record I want to state that this gentlemen was of white anglo decent....

Baby Sleep...

After endless amounts of research I have come to a conclusion. That conclusion is that baby sleep books are a bunch of crap. I might even go as far as to say they are a scam aimed at poor new sleep deprived parents willing to try anything to sleep. This hard research comes from Isaac. He pretty much sleeps as much as he feels like at night. Nothing changes he sleeps 8 hours straight then the next night he wakes up every 2 hours. Ive decided to come up with a snappy name and write my own baby sleep aid book. It will be called Baby in a Coma. I will come up with all these great ideas of how to get your baby to sleep but then I will set unrealistic guidelines so that I alway have an out when the baby doesn't sleep. One such guidelines is that every night routine must be exactly the same. If you deviate your baby will never ever ever sleep through the night and you are doomed to fall asleep at the wheel of your car and crash into a tree. I think you get the idea. I am sure it will make me millions.

On a completely different subject. I hate when engineers say have you checked this or checked that or did you think about this or what about this but never have to answer any questions or give any ideas themsleves. It is almost like an Engineer critic who never has to come up with an idea themselves but is quick to point out everyone else short falls or percieved short falls.

Salem R.I.P

Well it is with a heavy heart that Koogs and I say goodbye to Salem. She was put to sleep on Sunday night due to a bad heart and other issues. We will miss her greeting us at the door when we get home, her indestructable tail, her ability to still act 2 even though she could barely walk, and the way she captured Isaac's attention. We love you Salem and say hi to all of our previous pets in pet heaven.....Hopefully you are swimming endlessly chasing the geese and ducks.

Chicago Style Dogs....

http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=vo1LPf9mnyU

Somebody call Guiness

Isaac slept from 630 until 3 am. A new record. It seems we were trying to feed him things he doesn't like at dinner which meant he didnt it that much which meant he woke up more at night because he was hungry. All I can say is down with sweet potatoes!

Bicycle Bomber

So apparently I have become a suspect for bombing. Why you might ask? Oh because I happen to carry a backpack. Oh and my backpack has a blinky light which we all know signifies a bomb inside. So I bike to work pretty much every day and then shower in the locker room next to the shop floor. When I have a lot of jobs on the shop floor I tend to check out my jobs before heading upstairs. When I do this I usually throw my back pack in a corner in the locker room and grab it when I go upstairs to my office. I have been doing this for about a year. Well apparently this day someone thought my bag might be a bomb and called security. Thankfully security didn't over react and just came and got my bag. The ensuing phone call entailed the security officer telling me "We have something of yours." . I was waiting for him to say what it was he had of mine even though at this point I knew it was my backpack because it was missing when I went to go grab it. I then got the lecture about how I shouldn't leave my bag unattended as it could be thought of as a bomb. In my head I was screaming "You have to Fn kidding me. This is a freaking joke." but on the outside I was just nodding along numbly waiting for him to finish his speal and to walk away. One last thing is that you need a security badge to get into the building so it isn't like any bomber can just walk in here and bomb you it almost has to be an employee. FEAR YOUR CO-WORKERS THEY COULD BOMB OR SHOOT YOU AT ANY MOMENT.... I would be willing to bet a lot of money that the guy whow feared my back pack voted for GW in the last election...

Rick Roll anyone?

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