I figured that this being Pride Weekend and all I’d rather get fucked outside the perimeter rather than hanging around midtown and getting fucked inside the perimeter.

OTP, Part 1
Cartersville, Georgia — The weather was beautiful, the ride was shorter than adverstised by about three miles (I rode 52 miles), the aid stations were well stocked, and the post-ride beer brought by my friend Harold was cold. What more could a person ask for?

Plum Loco
I rarely eat plums. It’s not because I don’t like them, I just never think about buying plums. One of the aid stations had plums and I took one for the end of the ride. It was ripe, juicy and delicious, the perfect snack for a warm day’s ride. However, I think that I might have discovered that I am allergic to plums. The plum I ate was one of the few things out of “the norm” that I consumed on Saturday morning. Dammit, another one of life’s pleasures taken away from me.

Corndogarama, Fun, But Not Fantastic
I gave up on the Corndogarama at The EARL pretty early Saturday night. Maybe it was because I was tired after riding my bike that morning. It was fun to do some people watching and scarf down some corndogs and Miller High Lifes, but I just wasn’t into the scene.

OTP, Part 2
Woodstock, Georgia — The weather was lousy, the hash was muddy thanks to the rain yesterday morning, but at least the beer at the end was cold. What more could a person ask for?

Not Pork Loco
Last night I think that I ate the best plate of carnitas I have ever eaten! Mind you, I doubt that I will ever drive all the way to Woodstock to eat it again, but damn it was good! I wish that I could tell you exactly where I ate this dish, but the name of the restaurant escapes me. It was La Pa…. north of I575 off of Exit 8. Did I mention that it is way the fuck OTP?

Catching Up On My Stories
Not really, just some podcasts. This weekend I “tuned in” to a podcast being delivered over at My-Lanta. The podcasts I listened to fell into two categories, the reading of Lisa Baron’s column from The Sunday Paper, and reading “the best of” Craig’s List Atlanta. Both styles were well done and will keep me coming back.

I am hoping that My-Lanta does well and continues to produce new podcasts, I just hope that they don’t do so well as to get a “cease and desist” letter from that other Mylanta.

They’re #2! They’re #2!
Southeastern Conference fans can breath a sigh of relief knowing that my beloved Florida Gators failed to win the baseball college world series. Argh!

And now for some ideas stolen from LiveJournal…
Current Mood – glad to be itp, hoping not to be itching
Current Music – Coverville Podcast #103
Website Of The Day – Have Monkey Butt you say? Try some Anti-Monkey Butt Powder!

Paulie [eatl/ga]

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4 Responses to ITP Goes OTP For PRIDE

  1. how disappointing about the corndogs. i had such high hopes. anyway, i thought i might mention that some members of the sarajevo hash are trying to pressure me into joining them on a run. as if i exercise. fools.

  2. Paulie says:

    I am surprised that nobody called me out for have a completely grammatically horrible ending to the Mylanta section today. That’s what I get for rushing to get the post out asap.

    FAB: You should join them! Sure, you’d be a fool to do so, but you’ll probably see parts of Sarajevo you would see otherwise. 🙂

  3. Anonymous says:

    When Ms. Pipes was at the horse event last month, she could not resist buying “monkey butt powder”. It resides in a place of honor at our home.


  4. Paulie says:

    Really? Is it for humans or for horses? If I use it on my butt will it make me become hung like a horse?

    I was sent the link and thought the monkey picture was hilarious, that’s why it made my link of the day. 🙂

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