oj up; wreck two in a cup

oh what a difference wind direction makes. i was blown home last night, and it was easy. today it was a little rough coming in, but not too bad. when the snow flurries picked up a bit, it stung. but i'm asking for all of this.

in bicycling magazine this month there is a little blurb on the value of riding to work; true to form (by which i mean: slave to fashion), the photo shows a man riding one of those trendy "single-speed" bicycles, complete with moustache handlebars. one of the most important things, they say, is to use slick tires, because knobbies will just slow you down and are the wrong thing for every application, except snow. well, i ride in snow. so fuck you, bicycling magazine.



now i am seeing this deer every morning and am recalling how, a few years back, there was a deer carcass on huron river drive just south of wagner, on the outbound side of the road, that i would pass day after day on my recreational rides. it had escaped the attention of the county crews (or whoever it is who is supposed to remove these things), and over the course of the year i watched it decompose until, by late autumn, it was just hair and bones. now i imagine there is no trace. i must imagine, as i haven't ridden there for a couple of months at least.

ah the circle.