Stupid Hurts

One of the best features of living Alabama are the unexpectedly awesome warm days we get in the middle of the winter. So after several weeks of miserably cold weather I was blessed with a 70 degree day yesterday. So I lit another candle at my altar to the Madonna del Ghisallo and then grabbed my bike and and my camera. It seemed like everyone who was a member of the church of “Our blessed mother of the holy order of lyrca” was out partaking of the sunlight. I passed runners stretching at lights, joggers pushing strollers the size of small cars and out cyclist dripping sweat from every pore. I ran into a group of South American Bmx riders, once we got past the initial language barrier we rode together for a few minutes and I followed amazed by the fluidity of their bar spins and bunny hops.

Later on I ran into a guy named Jeremy on a mountain bike practicing manuals in an empty parking lot.
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I sat and talked while he tried that and a few other tricks. After finding out he had never ridden his bike down Vulcan trail I ran him up there to show him where the mountain bike trail connected Southside to George Ward park. In my entire time in Birmingham I have never seen the trail that crowded. We found ourselves weaving around playful dogs and happy couples. The entire ride a constant string of warm smiles and nods.

Finally after he split, I took advantage of the failing light to get a few pictures of the city I have been dying to get for some, here is Birmingham facing north from the the 23rd street bridge just north of Morris Ave.
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“That thing weighs 24,000 pounds, don’t let it fall on you now.” Said the manager of the [tag]plant[/tag] I was visiting. I couldn’t help but thinking my life takes me interesting places sometimes. A few days ago my job had me performing an install at a Paper [tag]recycling[/tag] mill so I got to take a quick [tag]tour[/tag] once we were done. I got to see huge rolls of paper the size of small cars being prepared for shipping. From there they are sent out to become milk cartons and paper cups.

Unfortunately I was unable to run in the Be & K 5k [tag]run[/tag] this weekend. Because I was called in on an emergency project at work that several other people didn’t even bother to show up for. It is kinda funny, I have managed to take 3 days off of work and still managed to pull a 40 hour week in the space of 3 days.

And lastly I got kicked out fo a [tag]Subway[/tag] [tag]restaurant[/tag] this morning.I walked in the front door and two people were standing in the lobby talking and no one was behind the counter. So I turned to the girl standing closest to me and ask her if they were serving food. The other girl pipes in asking me to read the door. It was 7am and honestly I just wanted a yes or no answer. I tell her I read the door but there is no one behind the counter and they were both standing there with their hands in their pockets. She asked me why would I say something like that. And I pointed out it looked un porfessional, and she asked me to leave.

So much for service with a smile