Priorities | Tuesday, June 24th, 2014

jackets

 

Ratio of motorcycle jackets to non-motorcycle jackets: 2:1.

 


The Mediocre Flood | Wednesday, April 16th, 2014

Dear Eastern Townships,

I like you. - I really do. We've been together for nearly a year now. Sure, we've had our ups and downs. You might not be the best cook I've ever met. You send raccons rummaging through my trash. You don't like it when I roar around on my motorcycle - truth be told, I think you actively tried to murder me a couple of times.

All that stuff, though? It don't matter. I'll stick with you. Your rolling hills, your honest disposition, your no-BS approach to cheese curds... they've won me over.

But we've seriously got to talk about your mood swings. In the year since I've been with you, you've thrown countless cold spells at me, went through the worst ice storm I've lived in two decades, and now - in April - a pleasant combination of flash foods and flash freezing. I'll admit that walking on thin ice only to have it give way over two feet of water is breathtaking, but not in the way I want it to be.

This is some bs, girl. This time last year, in Montreal, I'd already been riding my bike for a month. I mean, it's April 16th today, and you've frozen over my entire flooded town like it were the endtimes. That ain't no way to treat a man.

Please, just try and work on these tiny little things, and I promise we'll be stronger than ever.

Con cariño,

Esteban


Language and Behavior | Wednesday, September 18th, 2013

An excellent explanation on some of the very real effects of speaking a futureless vs a futured language:

I speak English, French and Spanish - all futured languages. No wonder I can't make a long-term decision to save my life. Time to learn Finnish, perhaps.


Here we go again... again? | Wednesday, July 31st, 2013

An outdated Drupal install, a pool of spam comments, and not a peep in months. Lots has happened between then and now. I'll do some sweeping and start posting again soon, I think. 


Bike for sale | Monday, April 15th, 2013

(I hereby promise that this will be the last automotive/motorcycle-related post for a while)... 

So, I'm selling my wicked touring bike. This is the motorcycle I rode on my 12000+KM trip through Canada and the U.S. last fall; a 2005 Victory Kingpin.

Details copy-pasted from my Kijiji ad after the jump.


Great Big Rocks | Wednesday, March 6th, 2013

Late last night, as I was driving back to my new apartment from yet another boardgame nerdfest, there was a large foreign object jus' chillin' rite thurr, in the middle of my lane. At first I thought it was just a snowball, but as I got closer, I soon realized that it was actually a near-bowling-ball-sized chunk of rock. I couldn't maneuver around it into the next lane because there was a white Mazda 3 with an "ARMENIAN PRIDE" sticker on the bumper, windows down, playing loud Armenian music, with two young, cute but overly made-up (make-upped?) dark haired girls - presumably Armenian - talking on their cell phones, completely oblivious to my plight. So, I decided to slow down as much as I could, and swerve away from it as far as possible without careening headfirst into the Armenian rave party happening in the next vehicle.

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