Saturday, June 9, 2007

apologies folks ive been busy not writing in this web log...have you been to the grand canyon? i have. sixteen times. sucka...goodbye Harry Potter.

this post is about a month old now, i started writing it and then saved it. ive been doing the traveling thing off and on for the past month and have been in such glorious places as...the north rim of the grand canyon...mount lemmon...the o'hare airport in chicago...mordor...my grandmother's house...and ireland, but now im back in tucson for the remainder of the summer. woo hoo.

(this is dated but in a quest for a decently sized post it shall stay) i started composing a post, which detailed my wreck several weeks ago, but i guess i forgot to save it. it was a good one. sorry. whatev. most of you already know the story and the limited injuries involved. anyways a few weeks ago i went down in a crit that was held at a go-kart track of all places. i can do sketchy roads that wind through neighborhoods, but a slick go-kart track that has something like 13 ridiculous turns spread out over the 0.7 mile course was not as much fun as it might sound. i went off the front for a prime and two atrociously taken turns later my bike and body were sliding, one away from the other. i hopped back on the saddle and took my free lap. the limited number of spectators...including two friends and an ex-pro...saw everything. i finished unimpressively.

i was at the grand canyon post office with my mother who needed stamps and i saw these...



i own star wars stamps now, and if you send me your name and address i will consider sending you a letter with one of these bad boys attached. the letter might have random items from a drawer in my room that i just cleaned out inside of it. seriously, just post name and address in the comments section.

the bike shop a mile from my home just sold me a single tube for eight dollars. the owners and every employee in the shop...excepting two...just made the ever expanding 'colin don's shit list' (pardon my american) joining the ranks of such people as elijah wood, my cousin mose, and my elventh grade writing teacher mr. knutson. i called the shop the other day to get everyone's address but the person who answered the phone refused, saying that he wanted my name and didnt think that i actually planned to send any of the employees complementary letter openers from my law firm. (4 pizzas a person) x (8 employees...including the owners) = (32 pizzas). i hope that everyone down at 'tucson bikes' is hungry on friday. dominos said that the best they can do is 20, so i had to call pizza hut to complete the order.

i was in ireland when 'harry potter and the order of the phoenix' premiered in cinemas around the globe and was unfortunately unable to adorn myself in a robe, black spectacles and face paint to see a midnight showing of the film, but i saw it the next night at a small theatre in a town called kilkenny. luna lovegood was a total hottie as my man zach valdez would say. im going to go watch it on thursday again if anyone would like to come.

as you all know the seventh and final book in the harry potter series will be released on friday, finally a chance to put my cloak to good use, ill be going as the nameless asian wizard that is ubiquitous in the background all of the films...hopefully walter ping will get some attention in the final book. i would be really upset if i was an old person that was really into the books, but died before the series had been completed, you know this must have happened to someone and its really too bad.



with all of the traveling and what not my training has been sort of off and on. i went up to windy point this morning after something like ten days off the bike. i felt alright. i droped the chain two cogs down on the steep sections and tried to see if i could vomit. i couldnt. i think you have to combine hard training with innapropraite food, i.e. mexican, in order to actually work so hard that you vomit. you dont really care about what im talking about do you? well, unfortunately the purpose of this web log is both informative and journal-esque. thus, i get to talk about whatever i feel compelled to type.

i bought a strawberry milk yesterday and realized that its cow blood content was far greater than that of chocolate milk.(informative)

dear diary,
my aunt matilda was diagnosed with alzheimers yesterday, and i spent all afternoon crying in the corner of my room.(journal-esque)



the tucson riding scene is littered with competitive and hard group rides, for instance the shootout, but there really isnt all that much actual racing going on this summer. mildly dissapointing, maybe ill drive to montana.

i guess thats all i have for you now, ill try to update this thing more frequently. au revoir.