"Look, Ma; no hands ..." 

I skipped out of my Shakespeare lab a bit early to ride last night! As much of an English geek as I am, Kenneth Branagh's uncut Hamlet wasn't going to keep me from riding my fancy-pants new bicycle. Pictures to come. 

A question from my Abnormal Psych final, this morning:

85) Which of the following is true of "rapid cycling" Bipolar Disorder:
(a) Episodes occur more than four times in a single month
(b) It is more common in women than in men
(c) Lance Armstrong has it
(d) It cannot be treated with medication

I don't like finals.

They say my Moots frame is "in production." Hooray! One of these days I'll get to finish and ride it.

The Tidewater Challenge was muy awesome; already on the calendar for next year. Thanks to mi padre for the photo and for coming down to watch.

I ventured to Farmville for a few days during my spring break (exotic, eh?). Not too long into my first (and only) ride beyond the parking lot, I stopped to lower my seatpost a touch and with my brute strength (or sheer stupidity, you decide) I stripped the bolt on my seatpost collar. The ride back was much what I would imagine riding a KDR with a swiveling bar stool for a saddle to be like; an interesting experience, really.