Like winter panties
February 11th, 2009 • chatter
One week it’s freezing — literally! The next it’s in the 80s. Can’t God make up his mind on when I get to enjoy some warm weather? It’s been so up and down temperature-wise the last month or so, I was really worried that our little tomato plant was killed, but alas it has survived! And survived well. Two of the six tomatoes are now ripening and are a kind of burnt orange color. Similar in hue to mixing ketchup and mustard together. Yeah, something like that. Hopefully, they’ll ripen quickly and let the others do the same so we can transplant it to a bigger pot and hopefully, a bigger bounty. Then, it’ll be on to trying to grow some bell peppers. I hope.
This has been a much better week for riding than last week. I can actually enjoy the ride instead of riding, hunched over to keep air out of my jacket and my helmet, hoping my hands don’t freeze and fall off. While I can’t be sure, I think the cold has passed and it’ll start getting much warmer, much faster. I’ll need to get a new mesh jacket and a new helmet for summer. I’m not spending this year baking in my jacket like I did last year. Taking my jacket off at my MSF class and literally being drenched in sweat in November is not something I find appealing at all. I want a Vanson leather jacket but I know it’ll be too hot, even though all the “cool” old guys will be wearing leather for their pride, I want to stay alive and without heat exhaustion.
Tonight I’m enjoying a new beer: Great Divide Oak-aged Yeti Imperial Stout. I’ve had the regular Yeti stout and it was very good, nice mouthfeel. However, this stuff is like a whole different ball game. Since it’s oak aged, the tannins from the oak wood have really fused with the brew to give it a hard liquor twinge on the front palate. But once you get mid-mouth and to the back palate, it’s a full bodied stout with a lot of flavour. And tonight, I needed something like this after another boring class. At least I didn’t have freshmen yapping in my ear for two hours about their status on Facebook. Or double douchebags futzing on an iPhone, giggling like little girls about penises or something. I have to hand it to Joella though. Even though he’s teaching to brain dead kids who aren’t even paying attention, he trudges on like we were hanging on his every word — until he asks a question and no one answers.
Akbar’s class is decent, I suppose. It is easier than his last two classes for sure and the larger class size certainly doesn’t hurt that. Previously, he’d easily get off topic and create a new discussion from that but with 40+ people, he’s got to stay on topic and keep it at least, second-to-lowest common denominator. Luckily, most people in the class have a brain and will use it from time to time.
Hmm, nothing much to really report now. I’m actually about to go take apart the speedometer on my bike so I can see what kind of LED lights I need to order. This thing is DIM at night. My bike’s 20 years old and Honda still has not fixed this issue. What’s the deal, jackasses?