touring

Took a six-hour bike ride on Sunday to sort of not-think about some accumulating nonsense. This worked.

world cups and measuring cups

Two mornings in a row, my throat has been wrecked from screaming the previous evenings.

world cup update

In which our hero mulls about the future, and kills time until the England/Paraguay match.

weak sauce

I wish there was some part of my psyche that could accept sightseeing as a worthwhile activity. I'd get more out of Kyoto that way.