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Saturday, July 31, 2010

Night Biking

True night is coming to Alaska earlier - we lost another 4 minutes of daylight today. Riding home at 11:40pm, I actually wished I'd brought a light -- this same time just a month ago, I was sitting around taking pictures by the waterfront. The weather was pleasantly mild then. Now, moisture hangs in the air while each breath comes in crisp and clean. Mist rose off the Skagway river as I biked across the bridge. The streetlights reflected off its rushing waters, and the noise and the cold and the exhilarating feel of pedaling faster and faster all combined to make it one of the best bike rides of my life.

Monday, July 26, 2010

Things I Want

A shower that consistently spits out the same temperature water.

Also acceptable: a shower that fluctuates only between mildly hot and mildly cold, and none of the extremes.

Friday, July 16, 2010

Adrenaline Crash

Let's sum up today's feeling so far:

Fuck fuck fuck fuck fuck fuck fuck fuck ASS SHIT FUCK fuck fuck fuck.


Wednesday, July 7, 2010

(Drunk Blogging, Hooray!)

Tonight, Pizza Station turned into Secrets/Embarrassing Stories Night. I only wish I could tell them all, but it was too golden to be recorded accurately.

Needless to say:

One story told the tale of shitting ones' pants before having to give a tour.

The other began: In highschool, I had a mustache...

Friday, July 2, 2010


Today. I saw a bear on my tour. I timed all my arrivals perfectly. I made it out to the Yukon and back with the worst coach in the fleet and didn't break down! I impressed my passengers by successfully making the tightest turn ever. And then I made lots of $$ in tips.

Then I got off work and went for a run, and ran faster than I ever have before. And then I did sprints, which were the worst most painful thing ever, but I challenged myself and won!

Then I made dinner. Heated up some chili. That chili is badass delicious.

I feel like such a bro right now. I am full of my accomplishments and my self and basically, I cannot be brought down!

Thursday, July 1, 2010

Trucking Along

Work this summer isn't nearly as hectic as it was last, but that's not saying much. Things still move fast and hectic around here, and it's hard to find idle time for projects. Reading and writing and communicating with those far-away have all fallen by the roadside as I use every moment of spare time to chatter with the people in my line of sight, to catch up on a few hours of sleep, or to head for the hills and explore the new terrain on foot.

There's lots to be said, but little time to get it down. And I'm very, very happy about it all.

Dream Fever

n. the intense heat on the skin of a sleeping person, a radioactive byproduct of an idle mind humming with secret delusions which then vaporize when plunged into the cooling bath of reality, thus preventing a meltdown that could endanger those close by, who tolerate the risk because it gives them energy.

via The Dictionary of Obscure Sorrows