The transcript documented this couple, that go collectively by the moniker Bumfuzzle. It sounds like a spectacular way to see the country. I think I would have to grow some padding on my ass first, because the '58 VW panelvan can't have much in the way of suspension to contend with the myriad of potholes one must encounter. I am surprised they haven't gone the biodiesel route on this one but it still seems like there getting by very well without having to pay rent and waking up to the sunrise in a different latitude daily. Also, in the Oklahoman this morning, there was notice of the City of Norman making an effort to increase biking feasibility around town. They mentioned such bizarre notions as "pilot testing bike lanes" and "painting dual bike/auto marks on the road." All of this is in hopes that the city can gain a Bike Friendly title, with which I'm very surprised they are even concerned. I can say that they're a long way off right now and that I think the most imperative improvement is widening the streets to include bike paths and bike exclusive, functional paths through town. The Bike Route signs do nothing to change the minds of the drivers and the new speed humps and poor quality of roads around town makes it really tough to safely and quickly navigate around town. Nevertheless, I am optimistic and will continue to serve as the embassadour of bike commuting and HR complaints manager.
That would be the theme for last night's outing to OKC with der boys. The trend of feeling off continues to overwhelm and I can't help but chalk it up to the "smorgasboard effect." Contemporary wisdom tells us that fusion is all the rage and who am I to blow against the wind? At some point however, I think that can lead to an assemblage frought with gastronomic peril and, worse, something that gives little Scotty D a tummy ache. Cue the scene, we had put down a few stouts and pale ales prior to departure from Stu's. I, of course, was lauded for my incredible driving ability over the perhaps 2 mile route to Cheever's. Upon arrival we ordered a couple bottles of vino and some apps. I think this is where the trouble began. The first combo would be the Malbec/Hummus/Fried Calamari/Pinot combo only to be outdone by the proceeding Merlot/Nacho/Pecan, Chocolate,& Ice Cream Ball conglomeration. Stu knew something was up and opted for a jog back to the house where ...
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