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Life or something like it
7 Feb 2005 | No Comments | Continue reading »
Hours have rolled into days. Days have transformed into weeks. And weeks have disappeared into months. My time is lost in the garbage laden streets of Fallujah, where suspicious gazes and children shouting for chocolate await me with every patrol. They follow me around corners, over crumbled walls, and down narrow alleyways home. The eyes [...]
The dusty trail begins
30 Aug 2004 | One Comment | Continue reading »
On 31 August at 1308 Central Time, I fly out of Bismarck, North Dakota and on my way into my own personal cycling history: riding the Lewis and Clark trail. This tour has been ten months in the making and delayed by two, but I’m doing it at last. I’ve made dozens of gear list [...]
Rio: The aftermath
21 Nov 2003 | No Comments | Continue reading »
There’s something about the city of Brasilia, I can’t quite put my finger on, that I really enjoy. In spite of a rather miserable week back from Rio with a horrible head cold and plenty of accompanying green phlegm, I feel good today. I chew quietly on my French Toast and sip freshly squeezed orange [...]
Back isn’t necessarily better
6 Nov 2003 | No Comments | Continue reading »
What do they say about a rose by any other name is still a rose? Does the same hold true for speedos? I finally broke down today and decided to buy a pair, if not a generic pair, from one of the local malls. For the equivalent of a whopping $3.00, I now actually rate [...]
Dragging ass
7 Apr 2003 | No Comments | Continue reading »
Man. Sometimes you just lose all motivation, ya know? And it’s not that I’m feeling down about anything or I don’t want to be here because, believe me, I do. I guess it’s mainly due to the fact that it’s 0220 and I’m cranking out my New News info for all you folks at home [...]
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Born in the year of the Dragon, the author grudgingly accepts the fact he has too many interests and not enough time. A cyclist as long as he can remember, an avid yet inconsistent writer since age eleven, and a U.S. Marine since age twenty-one, the author also adds computers, snowboarding, and motorcycles to his list of interests. Incidentally, he is aware of his inability to make a living from any but the Corps. The author accepts this as fact and remains optimistic. Feel free to drop him a line.
