Stink Stories
It should come as no surprise that I have something of a reputation as a stinky mountain biker – and not just as a trail gnome: This has led to the occasional funny situation....
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Stinky Trail Gnome
Hi! I’m a trail gnome! What this means in practice is I carry (some) trail tools with me – notably a Silky Katanaboy saw and a Gerber E-Tool (a folding shovel) – and, as...
Simian Spankus Interruptus
Many years ago now, BF (Before Facebook), Guro Ron used to have – as part of the website for the school – a traditional webforum, where all sorts of topics martial arts related and...
ChatGPT… and Me
With all the talk about ChatGPT, I decided to give it a whirl. Since I’m a mountain biker and spend a lot of time on my big orange beast: I started with: Fair enough....
Dee Tyler Fucks Like A Bunny
* The names have, of course, been changed to protect the guilty. Fall, late Eighties, my freshman year at college. I had applied for on-campus housing and found myself in an all-male dorm. Yes,...
The Ocean Beach Incident
This happened while I was an altar boy at St. Paul’s*, our local Catholic parish. Small town, so there was one priest – Fr. Stan – assisted by a deacon who also served as...
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