Partner-in-Climb was fixing up his mountain bike last night when I realized that we now have an absurd collection of stickers accumulated from various sporting goods purchases. I mentioned it to him and he was like, “Sure, it’s a great way for free ads…who doesn’t like to put stickers on their stuff?” True enough. But the problem is that we don’t really put the stickers on our stuff, we let them gather in a box of other stuff and forget about them, then rediscover them, debate the relative merits of saving them, and the cycle continues like that. It’s sticker limbo. Although, I have to say, if the stickers were more graphically exciting, I might be more inclined to actually stick them on things and not just collect them. A few more recent additions to the sticker collection:

• Bell Helmets
• Thomson, maker of things like bike seatposts
• Ritchey, maker of the recently replaced seatpost
• New England Ropes Maxim
  

Anyway, I am thinking about doing a sticker collage or something. Maybe on our Thule luggage carrier? That might be the perfect canvas.

Our weekend plans got slightly derailed on Saturday when the landlord showed up to look at a couple of leaks, so we decided to use Saturday to do some housework, and then spend Sunday climbing, hiking or whatever.

One of our big issues with sticking to a schedule is that we pretty much can’t unless we have made plans with other friends. Left to our own devices, the day usually unfolds as such: I wake up early and get showered, tell Partner-in-Climb what time it is, he says to wake him in 15 minutes, then I get on the computer. 2 hours later, he finally gets out of bed and I am still on the computer. Then of course he wants to check email, online auctions, the news, the weather, etc. This week we were successful at actually getting everything packed and getting on the road by noon. Unfortunately, that was merely the road to the downtown Santa Monica, and not the PCH like we were supposed to be on. However, our “short” detour to Santa Monica did score us some great finds on bike gear, in addition to a new climbing rope, so I will not complain.

And we eventually did make it to Santa Barbara, but that is another story…