Friday, May 21, 2010

Bike to Work Day!

There are so many exciting things going on right now, it's giving me a wee bit of a headache just thinking about them all. To relieve a little of the excitement-pressure on my brain, I'll share just one fun-ness with you now...

It's Bike to Work Day, at the end of Bike to Work Week, in the midst of Bike to Work Month!

Now, I bike to work pretty much every day unless it's raining*, so this day/week/month isn't particularly different for me, except! Today is free food for bikers day! A bunch of Austin restaurants (including Whole Foods, which started right here in the heart of Texas) offered free breakfast this morning for all those who were biking to work. I hit up Bouldin Creek Cafe for some hippie-made, organic, vegetarian fare and enjoyed the smooth tones of a live banjo with my spinach omelette. (Live music is hard to avoid in Austin, even at 7:45am.)

But wait, that's not all! Our local Chipotle restaurant offered free lunch today for bicyclists. Here is their super cute flyer:Some of my buddies at work have organized weekly bike-to-lunch rides during Bike Month, and that has been SO fun. It feels like we're our own little biker gang riding around downtown Austin -- albeit a really non-intimidating, slightly sweaty biker gang with one particularly slow-moving cyclist on a cotton candy pink cruiser (hi!).

Anyway, I don't know of any bad-ass biker gang that would say "no" to free burritos, so of course we had to go.


You give me free food & I'll give you The Crazy Eye.


Free burritos = bike orgy.


Rarrr, biker gang of deeeeeath!

*I feel like this makes me sound high-and-mighty, so let me offer some qualifications:
  1. I am too lazy to fix the two (2!) broken cars languishing in front of our house.
  2. I live .9 miles from work and it's completely downhill the entire way in. I only have to pedal, like, 7 times.
  3. I get paid an extra $100 a month for not taking up a parking spot in our tiny office parking lot.
  4. I never have to drive anyone to any off-site meetings.
  5. Why yes I will have another happy hour margarita, thank you!

Monday, May 17, 2010

Austin to Snyder: A Photo Essay



Shot on my iPhone using the Hipstamatic "John" lens. I always love the drive out to West Texas, even though this time it was for a sad reason -- the passing of Mike's lovely grandmother.

Friday, May 7, 2010

"Bring It On" - Update

So, last Friday's mocking of "Bring It On" was as side-splittingly funny as I'd hoped. My buddies Kenna and Jess and I were solidly the only people to show up in costume, but we were totally fine with that. I guess that's one of the major differences between being in high school and being almost-30 -- you're more willing to submit yourself to public humiliation?

Anyway, we were invited up on stage for a chance to win free dental work (yay?) in exchange for showing off our cheerleading moves. Kenna, who was captain of her college cheerleading squad the Kangaroos (making her Captain Kangaroo), whipped out a perfect herkie jump.
(Example of a herkie.)

Since I haven't busted a cheerleading move in probably 13 years, the only thing I could think to do was show off the embroidered horseshoe marks on the back of my cheerleading bloomers. So I turned around, flipped up the back of my cheerleading skirt and waved my 29 1/2-year-old booty in front of a theater full of people. People who probably shifted uncomfortably in their seats and thought, "Someone please make her stop, she's embarrassing herself."

Eh.

(There I am on top. You could fit a whole pair of pom poms in my gaping mouth because I was screaming with sheer terror thinking I was going to plummet a horrifying two feet and break every bone in my body.)


(Here's our whole group. Don't we look like Gleeks?)

P.S. I must mention that I experienced a moment of private, internal glory when I was able to put on my high school cheerleading uniform and it FIT. You probably want to punch me in the throat for bragging now, and I don't blame you. But, !!!! Miracle!