The road less traveled

I can't believe it's been two months since my last confession blog post. I'm most assuredly going to Blogger Hell, where they simultaneously light your toes on fire and show you slides of grammatically incorrect sentences you're not allowed to change. (I don't even want to think about it.)



Sure, I'd do this -- if I had a death wish.



This will be a quickie (woooo, quickie!). I wanted to brag a bit that my Little Chaos now has close to 7,500 miles on him, and he's still going strong. I've changed jobs and am now working downtown, a goal I've had since about 1998 when I last worked downtown, which means far fewer miles on the scooter (I live about a mile away). This is bittersweet: I both miss my commute and am relieved I don't have to go so far anymore. But this means I'm going to have to make up my own long rides, so I can keep entertaining you, my blog-reading pals. It's all about YOU.

So, soon... I hope to have a story to tell. I want to see how far I can go. (Preferably when our record-breaking high temperatures aren't melting our eyeballs out anymore.) Colorado Springs to visit my parents? I can have a private road paved for me if I ask nicely, right?

“I haven’t been everywhere, but it’s on my list.” – Susan Sontag