Guess where I am again….
Guess where I am again….
Days like these make me wish I were a fish.
I just want to be a biking fish. That is all.
YOU SIT ON A THRONE OF LIES!
stuff I yelled at the phone after I hung up with a scumbag.
Grilled potatoes, grilled salmon and a boiled egg.My lunch was DAMN GOOD.
Grilled potatoes, grilled salmon and a boiled egg.
My lunch was DAMN GOOD.
You're pushing it, Canada.Really.
You're pushing it, Canada.
Really.
When I first met my pal Val I thought she was a witch. It was at a friend’s house and there...
When I first met my pal Val I thought she was a witch. It was at a friend’s house and there were more girls sitting in a circle on the floor. If I remember well she was all dressed in black.
She has piercing eyes and a permanent hint of a smile on her face. I saw that her eyes were following me, and I felt them pierce my back. I thought; that woman is scary, I better not deal too much with her.
A few years later and she is one of my dearest friends. A funny, smart woman who has a sense of calmness around here that is almost paranormal, uncommon if you want.
I mean she knows how to yell and laugh hard and so on, but her basic demeanor is of serenity. And now that doesn’t scare me anymore, I embrace it.
This story is going nowhere really, it is just that we had lunch together and it is an appreciation post for having such a lovely person back in the country again. So I can be the asocial friend from up close now.
iused2knowwhattosay: Is this Licky? IT SURE IS
Is this Licky?
IT SURE IS
I enabled the reclining position on my desk chair and just took a GLORIOUS little nap. The sun is...
I enabled the reclining position on my desk chair and just took a GLORIOUS little nap.
The sun is NOW shining for me too.
I see you just woke up and smelled the coffee….
I see you just woke up and smelled the coffee….
GPOYW
GPOYW
There Is A Dutch Version Of "The Golden Girls"
There Is A Dutch Version Of "The Golden Girls":Ever wondered how to say "thank you for being a friend" in Dutch?
well well well…..
cyclocosm: Pro. holy fuck. I want to be the water carrier for...
Pro.
holy fuck. I want to be the water carrier for a team.
iannorris: it's almost time: by Ian Norris My bike is prepped...
it's almost time: by Ian Norris
My bike is prepped and my gym membership will be secured next week.- burn energy, not fuel -
Ian has the sexiest bike. Excited to follow your journey!
i am eating two ginger cookies. the same cookies my grandma used to give me when i stayed...
i am eating two ginger cookies. the same cookies my grandma used to give me when i stayed there.
winking at me and telling me it was to have REAL sweet dreams.
I have been toying the idea of starting a separate blahg for my cycling. But thing is, I have about...
I have been toying the idea of starting a separate blahg for my cycling. But thing is, I have about 20 side blogs I never really update.
And I wouldn’t want ANYONE to miss my excitement over yet another epic ride.
And the sunsets.
And my frustration with races. And the pressure to win.
So, prepare yourself or unfollow while you’re ahead; but this weekend I will go on a few awesome rides.
Afghan Air Force 2nd Lt. Niloofar Rhmani walks the flightline at...
Afghan Air Force 2nd Lt. Niloofar Rhmani walks the flightline at Shindand Air Base, Afghanistan prior to her graduation from undergraduate pilot training May 13, 2013.
Rhmani made history May 14, 2013 when she became the first female to successfully complete undergraduate pilot training and earn the status of pilot in more than 30 years. She will continue her service as she joins the Kabul Air Wing as a Cessna 208 pilot.
GPOYT.
GPOYT.
thechurchofcycling: I say tie for fourth! oops
I say tie for fourth!
oops
Kate and William will have a boy, he’ll be a crown prince. Marry my nephew and boom, first gay...
Kate and William will have a boy, he’ll be a crown prince. Marry my nephew and boom, first gay royal couple heading a kingdom.
When I left to Holland to study I was a clueless person. I still am, but now I am a clueless person...
When I left to Holland to study I was a clueless person. I still am, but now I am a clueless person with degrees.
I literally studied everything available under the sun, which now has me with a HUGE study debt but so much richer in experience and sometimes even knowledge.
I did two years of Interaction Design and after a few years in universities it was the best switch ever at that time. There were programmers, industrial designers, music technicians (or however the hell it is called), game designers, fine art students and so on.
So many like minded souls, the creativity in our classroom was buzzing and I would stay around 14 hours in school before taking the last train home.
It was a place where I could let all my weird, sometimes morbid ideas loose. I have always been fascinated, most of the time terrified by the concept of death. So when they asked us to design our birth and death announcement I decided to go 3D and made a small bed and a coffin. On the bed I put a pregnant Barbie which I found at some novelty shop, I bought another tiny baby barbie and snatched the head off, opened the legs of the Barbie wide open and planted the head of the baby right in the middle. Cotton, fake blood and a few minutes later and it looked as if along with the babyhead her entire intestines were coming out. This was in honor of my mom almost dying when she delivered me into this world. The whole bed was in pastel colors and the Barbie dressed like a cute Etsy creation. While her whole underbody exploded she was staring up with that dumbish smile on her face. It was the best. The coffin was just black and I had painted a ship on rough waters sailing away into a sunset on the sides. With a watch that had stopped inside of the coffin. and dried maggots all around a skeleton. It made it to the yearly expo and I could see parents faces going all disturbed by the scenes.
For another assignment we had to come up with something that everybody needed but no one dared admit. So I invented the poop coach. Basically a tamagotchi like sensor for in your toilet bowl which would guide your feces from coming out of the back door. Sensor would read the muscle and nerve activity of the anus and would guide everything smoothly out. No more Preparation H, no more Ex Lax.
Needless to say my professor loved the idea and I spent hours wandering through Amsterdam and Utrecht, photographing toiletbowls so I could come up with the best design for my P-Coach.
After two years I decided I needed more intellectual challenge and I switched again to a University. Governance. In Leiden. Booooring and serious and pretentious. It was what I needed.
But I still sometimes take books from the Interaction Design days from the shelf and find myself laughing at all the awesomeness of those days.
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