Having chewed through yet another cheapie from K-Mart I rode into town on my tricycle and bought a heavy duty gaming mechanical keyboard. It throbs with an unearthly green light. So far the keys have held up to my rapid pounding and they don't feel like they're going to lose their characters after but a week of use. It seems and feels robust.Finally a keyboard that suits my typing style of furious, frenetic and a lot of backspacing.
Articles from Harrangue Man
theboy is the age I was when I got pulled out of a public school and thrust into an all boys private school which is great for people whose bodies work swell and who are tall; it's not so good for the little, non-sporty guy.
One of the many fails of my body, and curiously right from near start of life, is my propensity for middle ear infections. Without antibiotics I'd have been dead from multiple infections as a child. I have stents in my ear drums to let out discharge from the middle ear but it's a two-way street and I have to keep water out of my ears lest it enter the middle ear then pool with intent.
I have a weird body that does unusual things; one is the production and expulsion of "lung lollies", a combo of mucus, phlegm and lung-muck that I can (and do) cough from within.Though I use a plug-in keyboard for the laptop, I hate the fiddly little keys and the weird position your wrists rest in when using the one in the machine, my lolly was expelled some distance and went deep into the crevices of my laptop's keys that lay behind the plug in. I head to tease the phlegm out with a McDonald
"Can fly" as sung by Dani and Blades.
Blood pressure risingMy blood pressure is way up and it's because I traded laborious intensive SoTPC exercise bike riding for glorious, not-laborious outside bike riding. At least that's the only thing that's different so I am on meds and back to riding the exercise bike. I'll still get BYB time but that's pure fun, not exercise (it is; it's just my body needs more just to keep even).It is what it is; a trite expression but tight and apt.
There were a pair of them; they'd come through the gate that is almost always locked. I was in the shed and the new placement of the desk affords a concealed look through the small bird bush to the gate and door of the house.One of them was looking at me but I didn't know if she could actually see me given the small bird bush.
I thought he was sitting down but he was standing so when I took off he fell out of the back from four feet up and landed with a crack on the concrete. The helmet wasn't clipped on but it stayed on and protected his head. Without it he could be dead.The accident was my fault---I have should have checked before heading off he was safely seated---and he didn't want to get back in.
Nearly creamed self on an another lamppost (2d6)I went off the path in an overshoot just missed a smack into a lamppost. Am I drawn to them as a moth to a flame? Or is this just a natural cluster of near lampposting which happens to all cyclists?I once rode into a bike path divider---hit it centre on with the front tyre and bounced back.Maybe I'm just shit at riding bikes?I'm my own Rank Organisation (2d6)The movie company The Rank Organisation features a man striking a large gong.