Friday, December 16, 2011


I’ve got everything a guy could want in life: a loving family, a good job, a lovely little house in the best neighborhood in town; and I get to ride my bike pretty much every day.

The only thing that’s missing—and not always, mind you—is a bit more of the unexpected. Not that I’m asking for it, but I do find myself kind of at a loss when someone asks me “What’s new?”

As it turns out, not much.

I’m happy with that for the most part; quite honestly, like anyone who’s being honest with himself, I fear change. Give me pretty much the same thing day after day and that’s fine. For example, I’ve eaten basically the same breakfast for the last three months and am not bothered a bit by it.

Still, this does make it difficult when I’m scanning about for something to write about; I used to have no problem writing about anything—or even nothing—but these days, I feel like if I’ve got no news to report, then why report at all?

I’ve missed my main source of content, the weekly .83 ride, for more than a month now. Time flies during this time of the year, what with the quarter ending the holidays now in full swing, but it’s hard to believe it’s been so long.

Fortunately, my commute from school has given me some opportunities to simulate the experience, albeit all by my lonesome—which makes the reporting of shenanigans highly unlikely.

Last night, even though I didn’t join in the two-wheeled holiday festivities, I did manage to pedal to a nearby watering hole where I drank a couple drinks, eyed the hipsters, and enjoyed a brief, but slightly tipsy ride back to my house.

Not much to write home about, but then again, not much to complain about either. Besides, now that’s school’s out for winter break, who knows what’s in store: mystery, adventure, Santa Claus.


Anonymous Scott said...

We miss you too Dave.

1:26 PM  

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