52 posts tagged “amusing”
We went to the Queen City Vox Meetup this afternoon, and had a great time (though I did worry about my wife and Amy on a very long walk they took with our respective daughters). Thanks to Scott and Amy for pulling it together
With respect to the mysterious doodads, Eddy, the subject of many a Vox post (but didn't get to come!) found a use.
Pretty spiffy addition to his collar, don't you think?
We went to the Cincinnati zoo yesterday. In the nursery, a baby pallas cat was there, with a kitten of a domestic cat keeping it company. It screamed ICHC.
A frustrated Bjarne Riis tosses his bike in the 1997 Tour de France. Let this be a lesson to you kids: stay off drugs!
From the TOSRV mailing list:
Tour De Donut Ohio will be September 6, 2008 in Arcanum Ohio at Brumbaugh Fruit/Fun Farm
For those of you that have not heard, this is a unique and very fun "race". Your ride of the 30 mile F-L-A-T course is timed. At the 3 rest stops you can eat donuts. For every donut your eat your card is punched. Every donut you eat reduces your time by 5 minutes. Prizes for many classes.
Those interested can register. I have a hunch it will interfere with my ability to do the Sunflower Revolution the next day. However, I think it highlights why many ride.
An automated e-mail reminded me of my Everything 2 account--kinda a Wikipedia wannabe. I poked through my posts, including the "daylogs," a place where you could post diary-like entries. I thought I would share December 6, 2001:
"What's for lunch," a coworker asked as the clock neared 11:30 (our standard time for lunch).
"Dunno, what do you want?"
"Is Bob coming?" My friend walks deeper into the forest of cubes towards Bob's desk.
"Yes--I want to go. Give me five minutes, and I'll be ready."
Peter walks up. "You guys going to lunch?"
"Yep. You want to come?"
"Where are you going?"
Silence. The three who have committed to going but don't need five minutes stare at the list of restaurants and fast food joints in downtown Cincinnati.
"It's raining again. We shouldn't go too far. Or take the skywalk." This, in an odd way, helps, as it cuts the list in half.
"Do you have any preferences?"
"Anywhere but the Red Fox." While this sounds like a positive development, it only complicates matters. Everyone has a list of places they won't go. Plus, everyone is not in the mood for something. Finding the intersection of these requirements often requires a commission from the United Nations.
Bob gets up. "We going?" It has been much longer than five minutes.
"Sure."
We gather the phones and coats and other things needed to venture away from the office, then walk to the elevator.
"Oh! I have to go to the restroom." He goes off. We wait. He returns. We take the elevator to the lobby.
"So, where are we going?"
"I don't know, but, unless they take credit cards, I'll need money." Since we haven't decided, he errs on the side of caution, and walks to the ATM. We huddle in a sad group around the fountain in the lobby. There are two or three other groups who seem to be waiting for a stray member.
Once he gets back, we walk to the revolving door. "Where are we going again?"
I wish I could say this doesn't happen every day.
As the weather has been getting nicer in Cincinnati, I've noticed something at my office: on a given day, the attendance percentage was lower than, say, the dead of winter (when the temperature is low). Likewise, during the heat of August, more people want to let the company pay for the air conditioning. In other words, something like this: