!!!!!!! Mr. MISANTHROPIC !!!!!

Today for lunch, I hit up the ghetto Subway to get my regular post-workout, 6″ Tuna grinder on Eye-talian. 

Hours later, I just reached into my pocket to count my change to see if I can afford a candy bar from the vending machine. Unfortuantely, I can’t, but what I do have, is a remarkable array of coins given to me by the ex-crack whore cashier at Subway. I will now attempt to describe what I’m looking at:

1. A quarter that somebody has painted red (1979).
2. A penny, that, I don’t know how to explain this…is “dented” and has a sharp edge to it now (1990).
3. A nickel that looks as though it may have spent time up somebody’s ass. I’m seriously afraid to scrape off the crud, and find out the date.
4. A pretty new looking penny (1990)

So, yeah. Only 32 cents, hence no candy bar. Plus - my hands smell funny now. Guess I have to starve until I can hit the Pho Paradise after work.

Well, I’m back. I’m trying out this new blog system. I’m thinking that instead of the old format, I might just post funny photos, and talk mostly about bike racing and stuff. I don’t think anyone was reading the ole philospohical / hate bullshit before, plus I’m starting to think it was bad for my karma, or something.  

I’m off to Italy in exactly 1 month, so I should be able to make some funny posts and pics from there as well, as I’ll be hooked up with modern internet access at Ari’s pad in Roma.