Five for March 12th:
Cold snap. Riding is out for me on Wednesdays no matter what, so this little bout of cool temps isn’t really cramping my style. Hopefully back on the bike tomorrow, taint-pain be damned.
Daily gnar. The kitchen upstairs at my office always features a delightful potpourri of freezerburn, microwave lasagna, and death, so I generally avoid it at all costs. However, it’s where the Keurig is now located, so braving it has become a daily occurrence.
Not shocking. Everyone who is going on about that "watching complete strangers kiss for the first time" video like it's some sort of amazing revelation obviously never spent any time at the Rocket Bar.
Cool stuff. My baby girl is 17 months old today, riding bikes, Mi Ranchito, loaner boom stand for the last show, new flash drive, listening to Jane sing the ABCs, Aldi-brau.
Home improvement. Came home last night to find Lisa’s dad had completely rebuilt our front steps, for which we will be eternally grateful. The steps that were there were a teetering, barely-functional mix of wobbly, uneven, crumbling concrete bricks that were certainly a safety hazard. Super relieved to have that project finished.