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"Ahhh... but these are no ordinary beans, Jack. They're magic beans..."

-- Anglo-Saxon Folk Tale

Pour on the speed
The mystical juice is a pourin' and the mind will soon be a roarin'... oooh baby I love a cup o joe.

Gimme that good Java, Dr Jones

I am a fucking caffeine junky. It is the one drug I'm most definitely addicted to. I get headaches if I try to quit, but why would I do that? Coffee makes me feel like me. What can I say, I'm a speed freak at heart.

I honestly think it would be hard to do a lot of what I do in terms of website maintenance and coding without coffee. It's become such a part of the routine: that sense of riding on top of a big spinning ball, balancing, handling all the variables. Plus I do love that flava.

Sometimes I look at my lifestyle, so frought with self-conscious sinning and self-medication and I wonder if it's healthy, whether or not I'm really as on top of things as I think I am. And then I have another cup of coffee and I think, "Hell Yes I Am. I'm King of the World!"

Pour on the speed, dutch style
When traveling in Holland, I noticed they have much smaller cups for their coffee. I then realized why Europeans declare American java weak and watery. Packs a punch!

Too much caffeine can be bad. It not only gives you the Fear and the jitters, but it also gives you the shits. Bad comination.

Actually, the way that caffeine works on your nervous system is pretty interesting. It's not a stimulant per-se: rather what it does is block a neurotransmitter (adenosine) that your brain uses to regulate its activity. In other words, if your mind is a muscle car, drinking coffee is like cutting the brake cables.

Far more effective than coffee is Adderall, which I stay away from because I think it would be far too habit forming. Coke, while also a stimulant, is not really my scene.

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Trips in Space and Time 8/02/03

Big Wheels in Berkeley
I scored a set of west-coast wheels today at the Ashby BART station flea market. It's a very tall schwinn road bike, black, deceptively heavy but smooth-riding. Thirty-five dollars to boot. I oiled and cleaned the works, dialed in the bakes and took it out for a shake-down cruise immediately. Nice riding on a beautiful saturday, realizing how out of shape I am as I wheezed my way though the hilly area behind the Berkeley campus.

After about an hour I started to get the swing of it. Made some minor mechanical adjustments (including a free wheel truing at the bike collective on Shattuck), drank a few liters of water and started finding my groove, cruising up and around and ending up with a beautiful view of the whole bay. The roads here are not kind to the speed inclined -- too many stop signs and crosswalks and lights -- but it was good to get out and proj for a while. This changes my summer dramatically.

...older trips...


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