it's not just about having good hair

dear friends at velonews,
for living in the training/riding/climbing/outdoor/high VO2/ backpacking/free tibet/trustafarian capital of the world, i am surprised by your laziness. it's awesome that danny summerhill and taylor phinney are on your january '08 cover. i agree 100% that they are indeed the future of american cycling. yet, how did you neglect to include junior national time trial AND road race champion ben king in the photograph?
as you may mention in the article, ben is an absolute phenom. (not to mention a well-mannered southern boy who knows how to conduct himself both on his new pro team and in the adult world) granted, no world championship medal, but the charlottesville native rode away from the entire tiaa-cref team in the national championship road race AND smoked the time trial...how could he not be pictured on your cover with his colleagues taylor and danny?

Now that finals are over, I can concentrate on the more important things in life: what do I wear to my interviews next week? Should I wear my dark blue velvet pants to my interview at the company with a hip image? I just can't figure it out. The position I'm applying for does necessitate some style and aesthetic know-how. Shall I demonstrate it in my attire? Hm...

This morning I woke up, threw a chuck roast, carrots, new potatoes, onions, garlic, and various secret seasonings into a crock pot to make a pot roast. Sven had been sqwaking about how good pot roast is when made with Pepsi. Though I sent them a resume (along with many other companies), I am not a fan of consuming Pepsi per se. Since I had no Pepsi in the house (just Cheerwine), I found an 8.45 oz bottle of Chubby Cola. This looked interesting.
I put the crock pot on low and let the magic begin. About 6 hours later I decided to double check my completely-fabricated recipe against the maven of crockery cooking, Mable Hoffman. She authored my “Crockery Cookery” cookbook. As you can see from the photo below, not only is she the Countess of Crockery, she has fine taste in eyewear. And double-knit separates.
Mabel gave some sort of direction on pot roast, but it wasn’t exactly the way I did it. At any rate, the pot roast came out awesome 10 hours later, and it was much enjoyed. The cola gave it a nice flavor that counteracted the musky nastiness that usually comes with pot roast. Sven was pleased. As you can see while he poses with Chubby Cola.
My dominance over Mabel’s crockery cooking proven by a kickass pot roast, I felt better. Which made up for the fact that I demonstrated today, in fine fashion on my Accounting final, that I don’t know much more than how to fabricate pot roast recipes. Holy crap, it was painful.
...But, onward and upward.
Here’s something awesome. The best cyclocross podium shot ever (well, almost ever. They were missing the all-important brunette podium girls). Featuring many important people in my life. Namely (former) coach Charlie S., (former) mechanicmagician Charlie P., and the hubby of my BFF. But, best of all, notice Jonny Hamblen doing a nice rendition of “creepy guy” as Andy stifles a laugh.
Gosh, sometimes I miss racing cyclocross (and being thin).

i either failed my economics final spectacularly, or i will be given a nobel prize. i was doing things to the islm curve that are illegal in 26 states. to say nothing of what i rendered aggregate supply...both the long and short run! blaow!
so aside from inventing new economic theories at will, i survived to live another day. i was so stoked to be done that i went on a two-hour ride with la gallette du sven (aka svennycakes). it was the first time i'd ridden a bike since mid-november. needless to say i was sucking it up good on hills. and charlottesville seems to have a lot of those. curses.
tomorrow: my accounting final. which compared to economics is more fun than that zipper ride at the state fair.

i'm trying to have a good attitude. so for giggles i look at a picture vika took a few weeks ago of me and patty cayo. notice my wig. mike murphy told me that i looked like his 1st grade teacher. which begged the question "...was she hot?"

a bit of explanation about my outfit. to be tongue-in-cheek, i cut up a real-live prom dress (okay, bridesmaid's dress) and made it into a cool tunic. i wore it with hot new rock & republic jeans and my indisposable pliner pumps. some people got the irony, some did not. but i liked it. and i got another use out of my dress, which was nice.