Sites, sounds and smells of a grease junkie

I don't normally like to talk about work stuff outside of work. Sometimes, things come up that are simply too good to pass up. My job largely is on the phone. Usually it's bike shops. Sometimes consumers. Sometimes...others. Today I had a call that fell into the others category. It lasted 25 minutes. To help protect the...innocent, I won't say what the majority of the phone call was about. I will however give you a list of all the random things that were mentioned that seemed to have little do with the main topic of the phone call. Enjoy. The caller stated he was a cage fighter. At least four times. But only on the weekends (his words). He owns a gun shop. He used to luge.  He used to hang with some big names in the cycling industry back in the day. He also helped design some cycling products. He's tight with the extreme sports crowd (his words). He's been married for 25-years. The product he is selling was so popular at a recent trade show that you w...

Despite the fact that I enjoy poetry and dabble in it a bit, I don't remember many poems. There is one though...that sticks with me. Maybe its because of the who, the when and the where it was shared. Maybe its because I'm a sap. Maybe it's just a good poem. There are Men Too Gentle to Live Among Wolves James Kavanaugh There are men too gentle to live among wolves Who prey upon them with IBM eyes And sell their hearts and guts for martinis at noon. There are men too gentle for a savage world Who dream instead of snow and children and Halloween And wonder if the leaves will change their color soon. There are men too gentle to live among wolves Who anoint them for burial with greedy claws And murder them for a merchant's profit and gain. There are men too gentle for a corporate world Who dream instead of candied apples and Ferris wheels And pause to hear the distant whistle of a train. There are men too gentle to live among wolves Who devour...