random meet on the side of the road (meat)

i've got insomnia. i say it like people get "the gout" or something. what is gout? doesn't that have to do with protein, iron, cholesterol or something? man, it all got confusing quickly. who started this conversation? this week has been all about working more than i should. you know when you work so many hrs that the kid bagging your groceries makes more per hour than you do? except the sad part is that i bag our groceries. self check out...i never get to be the person scanning. kim goes straight for that job because it's the cool one. plus, you can slip random groceries in...like Doritos. back to my recent disease. i cannot go to bed if i want to. i mean, could you look away from infomercials about nose clippers that don't use a blade, or how about the pads that you put on your feet and either suck the embedded aliens out of you, or they pull deadly toxins from your system, that otherwise would have surely killed you...or if not, they would make you get a nasty cause of insomnia. and yes, i know it melts your heart, but i'm a big ole kid magnet. they get in my arms and sleep....mostly because i stink.

what is this wierd fruit? Go ahead and try it!

we all know i will eat whatever...whenever...and yes, i ate a whole lotta strange and random food off the side of the road...in panama...it cost less, it taste better, and it promotes positive bowel action. coke? me? yes...yes i did. and, i'll do it again. but ladies, are you captivated by leo's distant, toyota futbol jersey -- up for 20 hrs without a nap -- sporting a new hair cut glare? i thought so.

this hotel is not the best

love my asheville, not big on my asheville hotels...

just go ahead and book early. that is advice i always like to give everyone. since i am a business traveler, i tend to build up a bit of confidence in my ability to sweet talk the real nasty folks at the counter into letting me get a room. now this has landed me in some pretty precarious spots, like -- the infamous handicap hotel closet room, the bloodstained mattress room, and the yes someone got shot her a few days ago room. 2 of the 3 were Ashvegas establishments. anyways, i got myself put into a not-so-upgraded hampton tonight because i did not book in advance. sweet. it has all the amenities, like a compaq presario 2K desktop out front. it is complete with a modem! how awesome (yes, the 2K does stand for the year 2000, and it was purchased...no doubt in 1999 - we're gonna party like it's...)

oh well, the grass is always greener on the other side and as long as i don't itch too much, i'll be quite well later on this fine week. panama is a'comin.

did i mention this year's tour de france is coming off quite splendidly. i'm a bit impressed so far, but did anyone see the clip of Maggie B saying that he just warms up easy doing 600+ watts for a minute??? WTHeck!

is this what lazy looks like?

I have not taken a vacation from work yet. who needs one? gas prices are so dang nasty that companies are tossing profits out of the door. you get your company as lean as possible, then comes the grim reaper of corporations known as mr. rightsizing. you may know him as mr. downsizing, however; he was renamed to be more politically correct. all you fundamentalists might try to argue the difference between the 2, but all of you are sitting in the corner office lighting cigars with dollar bills so keep your democratic opinions to yourself. since moving i have done very little of nothing in the way of working out. i basically retired from the world of cycling and really only have to ride about 2 more races this year to fulfill any obligations to the team i ride for. but, i realize that i really do like the sport. when valverde charged to the line and overtook mr. kim of columbia-highroad today in the 1st stage of the 2008 TDF, i was up yelling and screaming in amazement and happiness as the spanish national champion scored another win of his awesome career. did that sound like someone who's a big fan? fan? yes, i am...rider, i do not think so. i think i'm a bit burned out on getting beat in races and training like a madman, or else not being able to train very much but showing up to races and getting my teeth kicked in, or just a combination of all or none of the above. so where does that leave me on a saturday afternoon with lots of house projects, a BMC ready to ride, and a pair of running shoes needed to see some action as well? i'll probably drink a couple more sips of coffee, read the bible, and try to decide which is funnier -- 1) the way my wife KO'd 6 straight opponents on Nintendo Wii Boxing yesterday, and now she battles to even lift her arms do to severe soreness and middle back pain OR 2) the fact that i'm a raging athleteaholic sitting stationary bummed out because my motivation got crushed because i don't like to loose. FELIZ DIA!