According to the New York Sun, bikes are going like hotcakes in NYC… meanwhile, people in DC still bitch about having to walk four blocks. That’s something I keep in mind whenever someone asks me, “Does my ass look fat?” YES! And please stop wearing Juicy Couture, Brooks Brothers, and J. Crew. It is a really odd mix, I’m telling you. Terry cloth does terrible things for ones butt, like make it sweat. Oh, but the pants absorb all that you perspire! Uh, yeah, this photo is not what I had in mind – biCYCLE requiring manual-labor, people! Truly though, you’d think that searching for “fat person riding a bike” would prove a little more fruitful. Jeez.

27 days left in DC before I’m off to Chicago – gee, in that time I need to clean, pack, write 2-3 magazine articles for my freelance crap and uh…stare at the wall for at least 3 hours a day. Good luck! My boss hasn’t told anyone, so what do I say to them? How’s it going? OHBYTHEWAYI’MLEAVINGYOASS!

On another note, I’ve never actually agreed with Dick Cheney until now…
http://www.washingtonpost.com/wp-dyn/content/article/2008/06/02/AR2008060201856.html?hpid=moreheadlines
Lest he forgets, he’s also got Cheneys on both sides, as in both teams, in “Seinfeld” terms.