i must have crossed some kind of badassedness threshold

i took a splinter out of my palm today. with a razor knife. while riding my bike. with no hands.
there's something funny about the kind of expectations one develops once immersed in a certain kind of environment.

i see these Alameda business-types out raking their front lawns with work gloves on and iPod and Crocs. this kind of thing upsets me very much somehow.

but mostly i just wanted to boast about the splinter.