I’m not young or single enough to know the context for this video, but I am Asian enough to be annoyed that I’m not in the number one category. My inner Asian dad is demanding a parent-teacher meeting RIGHT NOW.
(Below is a still-frame from earlier in the video, showing the numerical rankings…)
Anyone care to explain the “toxic Asian boys” meme to this non-TikToker?
I’m having a quiet Saturday night, which I’ve earned after so many Saturday night at places like the one pictured above!
(BTW, speaking from experience, the right “Jeff” can do wonders for a band’s sound.)
Sunday’s my day to check the grounds before my daily 10K bike ride.
Aside from some weeding that I’ll need to do over the coming week, the front yard looked good, so I decided to take some photos.
You can’t go for a bike ride without a bike. After eight years of pretty regular riding — and near-daily riding since the start of the pandemic — my bike was beginning to show its age. It was getting to the point that it would be cheaper to replace than repair it.
The supply chain for new bikes is a bit thin at the moment, but the local Facebook marketplace had a decent-sized selection. Once I’d filtered out the bikes that people got at Walmart (the bikes are so-so, and they’re usually assembled by the associate who drew the short straw), there were a couple of good picks.
I ended up buying relatively gently-used bike pictured above. It had new brakes and tires, and I got it for less than $200 from someone who lived a few blocks away and rode regularly with my go-to bike repair guy, Jorge, whose business is named Bike Haus (which I highly recommend). It rides quite nicely.
I usually drop by the Seminole Heights branch of Spaddy’s — a coffee trailer with patio area — on weekends for a Cuban toast with cheese and a cold brew with condensed milk.
All in all, a nice morning.
Tony Pierce reminded me that two formative parts of my youth entered the world on this day…
42 years ago, on July 25th, 1980, one of the greatest albums of all time came out: AC/DC’s Back in Black, the band’s first album after the death of original vocalist Bon Scott. Brian Johnson debuted as the vocalist on this album, and it ended up being the third best-selling album of all time.
Brian Johnson now lives a 90-minute drive south of me in Sarasota.
Also released on this day 42 years ago: Caddyshack!
So now you know two elements that warped my youth.
Be sure to follow the advice of this sign, which hangs above the door of St. Pete’s Chai Mixology, who make a damned good poke bowl:
And hey, you have even less of an excuse if you can work from home.