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Back in the end of April, I started puttering around with a plugin I called Ban Hammer, which had the effect of blocking anyone who was on my comment blacklist from signing up on any of my blogs. By May, it was ready for public consumption and I put it on the WordPress site.
Yesterday I entered it in a plugin contest. Please go check out the Ban Hammer entry and, if it’s useful/cool to you, vote for me! Seeing who I’m up against, I don’t think I’ll win, but I’d like to see how far my little engine can go!
And yes, Ban Hammer’s mean to evoke a picture of Thor or some such creature with a hammer, smashing spammers in the head. I used the title once when coding a ‘ban’ feature on PernMUSH, many moons ago.
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Yesterday I had an experiment. REI has a promotion to 
Is it just me or would these be the most awesome patio tables ever for a coffee shop? Pull up on your bike, someone comes out to bring you coffee, you pay, you drink, you bike away. Really, some days I wake up and think that if I could just ride my bike all day, stopping where I want to, and not having to deal with anything like cars, traffic or work. Sunday, I suppose, is the closest I get to that, when I take an hour or two to just ride up and down the channel trail.
Recently I found out my old helmet actually wasn’t protecting me from anything at all. It was $8 so I’m not really surprised. I replaced it with a bog standard, boring white 
The title isn’t as gross as it seems. Then again, maybe it is. There’s this ‘butter’ stuff, and yes, it’s called Chamois BUTT’r. You can get to smear on your … butt … to relieve chaffing and butt-sores. The worst I’ve suffered is a little bootie tenderness (sitting on a new saddle will do that to you) and stiff muscles in the morning, but once I get going, I hardly notice. I had one instance of a Charley Horse from my seat post being too high, but with a massage it went away.
Rain. 30% chance predicted all day, every hour. In other words, the weather dudes have no idea what’s going to happen. I’ve been locking my bike up downstairs for a couple days now, and it seems to work okay. They’d have to get through the door and saw through the stair railing to get the bikes. I may devise a way to tuck them more under the stairwell and hide them, if someone moves into the first floor unit, but until then, only us and Jose on 2 uses that exit (the other 6 units have the back-back stairwell, we have the back-side one).
Sunday we went for a bike to my cousins (about 3 to 4 miles away, depending on route), went bowling, and then biked home. I call it prep. It only got up to about 74 on Sunday, which was just darling to bike in. My back got sweaty from my bag, but with the weather on set to be the same for Monday, I knew I was in good. And since I’d cleaned out the ground floor of all the crap left by the 
“Drop Dead Diva” is a new show from Lifetime. The premise of the show is a vapid blond (Deb) dies, is deemed useless, and wins a second chance … as a smart, plus-size lawyer named Jane Bingum. Wackiness ensues.
I’ve addressed this before, so I apologize for the repeat. The short version of this post is as follows: Yes, we can!
I’ve been told that novice bikers who don’t like to invest in all the gear for biking follow the 30% rule. That is, if the weather dude says there’s a 30% chance of rain, they don’t go. I personally follow the 50% rule, where if the weather says it’s higher than 50% chance of rain, OR if it’s raining when I get up, I don’t bike. To save myself, I pack a tiny rain-jacket in my bag at all times from April through about October. This was a requirement anyway, since I walk a lot and I hate umbrellas. My bag is waterproof so as long as it’s secured, my stuff stays dry and I only end up with damp pants.
