(Phaysis)

Last night I got a wild hare and was inspired to ride my bicycle. After packing up my laptop and prepping the bike, I headed off to the new “LJS/KFC” combo location just two blocks away, uphill. Had a decent dinner, noted that the interior design of the place was done by a gay board of trustees who had too much Ikea and a love for The Container Store and old Kentucky Fried Chicken commercials. Yeah, the decor looked that bad. Funny how the introduction of false “historical images” as murals can really subconsciously affect our perceptions; at least that’s what Yum! Brands (a.k.a. PepsiCo) is hoping.

So, dinner eaten, I continue to Flight Path Cafe for some post-dinner coffee and some laptop time. Made it there in short time and short breath; some good uphill on the way. Spent some time helping a friend work on the CSS for his site; we got it mostly right, but a touch more work and polish would help it look good. At 11pm, Flight Path closed, and I opted to ride to Mojo’s, about 2 miles away, for some company with friends of mine who were there. More uphill.

Got to Mojo’s, and several friends of mine were there hanging out on IRC on the porch. Nice breeze, easy mood, quiet night, what with the UT kids leaving the town in droves for the summer. Hung out until 1:30am and was given a ride home to save me from bar-rush traffic.

When I got home, I still had the urge to ride some more, but I had to belay that and head to bed. Decided that this morning I would ride my bike to work for the first time. Sounded fair. This morning, as I woke up, I remembered that resolution, almost turned it down on account of time, but decided to push forward with it anyway. Glad I did. Took a shower, got dressed, packed what I had of snacks, and headed off to work. Uphill. Through the Department of Public Safety headquarters, the quickest route to work. Made it in decent time. Arrived to work with racing heart and much sweating. Great way to start the workday.

Went out for lunch, too. Getting there was downhill, thankfully, but coming back, with the full stomach — uphill. Serious uphill. Oh hell. Ah well. Finished the day and headed home. Almost got into some traffic trouble when I rode out into Lamar after misjudging a driver’s intentions. Thankfully nothing happened. I rode downhill through the DPS headquarters, through the neighborhood, across Koenig, and back home with little other trouble. Perfect way to get home after work.

After riding my bike and disdaining my car since last night, I decided to not break the chain and go to Flightpath tonight on my bike as well. Kind of my own “National Don’t Drive Your Car Day”. And so far, so good.

It feels good to have a bike again. My knees, thighs, and chest are all telling me to the contrary, but they’ll adjust. I just need to be consistent about riding when the distances are short and time is long, and driving when the time is short and the distance is long. Sounds like a fair policy to me. Heh. Policies. Promises. Pah.

So, yeah, I’m at Flightpath. Considering working on some code. Dunno. Most of my IRC friends are offline or away doing other fun stuff, so chatting isn’t much good tonight. Just caffeinate, listen to some Slowdive, and hammer out some Perl.

Wish me luck.

Groovy. Groovin. Grooved.

Had an entertaining evening at Mojo’s. Went earlier than usual, and ran into two of my buddies, Bart and Kate. We hung out and had a meaty chat. Was good. Later, Sarah (Bart’s girlfriend) showed up and hung out with us. Around 9:45, we all simultaneously got hungry (an oddity to be sure). We make a sudden plan for Olive Garden and caravan up there.

Luck would have it that OG closes at 10. Crap. Luckily for us, though, Chili’s was across the street and closed later at 11. Yay, pricey corporate food! It’s odd that earlier today I was thinking of eating corporate tonight, just didn’t think Chili’s. Who knew? And who knew Chili’s late-night would be a sports bar, eh? Could barely hear each other over the game. Hmph. But we pig out anyway, adding more fat to our asses because gawddamn it’s our raht! Whatever. Dinner was really, really good.

So, anyway, we split off from there and Kate and I came back to Mojo’s to hang out a little more, then decide to split off from there and go to our homes for the night. An evening well-spent.

I decided to take the long way home, just kind of meandering through east-side for a while, checking out Manor road and finding myself on 183. Took that north to 290 which, oddly enough, takes me right to the front step of my apartment building. I now realize that the new LED traffic lights they’re installing all over town are fucking bright at night and sometimes make it muy dificil to see the damned road. Grr.

So, home at last, I decide that if I couldn’t work on my main programming project this evening I could at least make a few stylistic changes on the stuff already posted here. Some changes may be imperceptible, but the major change was to my journal viewer code. Not completely what I’m looking for, but it looks a lot better. Take a [look].

So, the evening started off in the forest of taking care of business (read: bills and groceries), traversed through the field of serendipity, crossed the hills of happenstance, and stopped to rest at productivity creek (man, I should be writing corporate team-motivational memos). All-in-all, it’s been a decent night.

And now, Good Night. :) Keep in touch, y’all. Much luv.