Single Track Trail of Terror


Disclaimer: While the following short story does reference knobby tires and single track trails, it has absolutely nothing to do with motorcycles, dual sport or otherwise. In the mid 90s I moved to Atlanta, Georgia for an internship, and upon completion was offered a position that I knew would be a bright shiny penny on my resume. I had always … [Read more...]

Transincidental Meditation

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  If being a father of two boys for many years now has taught me any one thing, it's this: I never should have had kids. This conclusion wasn't arrived at from a self-serving origin. I'm not afflicted with nostalgia for my misspent youth when my daily mantra was fuck you and hooray for me. I love spending time with my children and never … [Read more...]