Yellow Man is a LEGEND on the South Shore, rivalled only by Red Man/Acid Man. He has a small house on RT 53 that is entirely yellow stuffed with statues of Jesus, his drum kit, and an assortment of yellow paraphernalia You may also remember him as the father of Britney Spears. He's been getting a lot of press lately, between the Boston Globe and WBCN. Here are some pictures that barely capture his insanity: Yellow Man and the Harvard Square Puppeteer meet in Harvard Sq. Anyway he got trounced in the competition for Boston's most Fascinating person. Somehow he is less creepy than the Hippie Puppeteer
After yesterday's good news it's damn near impossible for me to focus at work. I took an hour of personal time to appreciate the weather, which I imagine will be a trend over the final 2 1/2 weeks.
My left knee was/is bothering me but I couldn't pass up the opportunity to ride. I'll take a break tomorrow and try to fit in additional stretching at work. These legs are important, need to take better care of them it seems.
I was contacted by Pitt today to inform me that I have been hired as a graduate researcher from Sept - April ( i.e. the school year ). It doesn't say which lab, so I will ask around, but I hope it's Schwartz. Or rotations, but that would be unbelievable. Anyway, this explains the stipend. I think this also means I get a month vacation in August!
Toucher & Rich ( Afternoon WBCN talk radio ) went around and interviewed some of the, uh, characters that roam the Boston Area. Definitely worth a look:
Boston's Most Fascinating Person
More evidence of my hilarious lack of cycling skills: Climbing Russel
St. In Woburn I accidentally ran into the curb and crashed because I was tired, nauseus from climbing, and unable to operate floating cleats. You can't
make this up people. Fortunately my bike is fine, but one of
these days I am going to crack one of the carbon tubes and oh god why
can't I enjoy nice bikes like other people. Other than that the
weather was beautiful, and I was humming along. I drafted a little off
a moped on Mass Ave :3
Need to adjust the derailleurs a little bit; if they are bent I will likely cry.
I was reading about L'Etape Du Tour when I stumbled upon this entertaining article about one of the best ultramarathon cyclists:
That Which Doesn't Kill Me Makes Me Stranger
Occasionally, Robic leaps from his bike to square off with shadowy
figures that turn out to be mailboxes. In a 2004 race, he turned to see
himself pursued by a howling band of black-bearded men on horseback.
‘‘Mujahedeen, shooting at me,’’ he explains. ‘‘So I ride faster.’’
And yet he's still better than everyone else!
Tomorrow I'm bringing the last pile of junk to Salvation Army. Save a few leaky tubes and 26" Nimbus tires I can't bear to part with, my apartment is free of detritus.
Lately it seems like the universe is conspiring against me riding, Hang-up du jour: waiting on craigslist buyer as well as my lube running out after a handful of links. It's perfect weather too, augh >:[
Ashia came by yesterday to help me get packing because I can't part with even the most worthless of items. Exhibits A,B,& C: three 10-gallon bags full of clothes for donation. A have a few bikes and set a of weights to liquidate, but other than my furniture should decompose Voltron style into a stack of lumber and from there it's smooth sailing.
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