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Michelle Davis writes from Kansas City, Missouri. According to her blog:

I'm a 30-something Kansas City cyclist. I also like to take pictures, sew, brew beer, plant flowers, perform feats of demolition and do dorky dances. I have two cats, both more or less insane, as any good cat should be. I'm easily amused, I love cover songs, good, bad, and/or clever. I'm addicted to painting bicycle frames. I can't wait to re-paint my 29er and my road bike, because in their current trim, they're not nearly as pretty as they could be. For the record, the planned paint jobs are going to be metalflake electric blue and lime green with pink panels, respectively. The current colors are flat brown and navy blue, respectively.

Web Site: meetzorp.com
Location: Kansas City, MO [map]


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Slow-car fast 02-22-2026
When I was a kid, I thought my Dad’s car was faster than my Mom’s car. When I asked my folks about it, I got unsatisfying answers about it probably just seeming faster because of the seating position or the noisy, rear mounted engine. I knew his car couldn’t […]
Another lousy anniversary 02-04-2026
Today marks a full year since my Mom died. I miss her. That is all.
Why is this news 02-03-2026
I have asked myself this question many times in the past thirty years or so. It began with a white Ford Bronco, trundling along the freeway at a stately pace flanked by a fleet of police cars, lights flashing and sparkling, a bizarre and grim parade spectacle.  And a spectacle […]
Minivan names off the top of my head 01-23-2026
I trust you’ll trust that I am not looking anything up. These are literally just the minivan names I can remember for no good reason. I don’t know why I felt the need to reel off a list of minivans but I feel better for having purged than out of my brain.
Oh s*** 01-18-2026
I know I have a reputation as a woman in command of le mot juste for any occasion.  And that’s because most of you know my words by my writing, when I’ve had a moment to gather my thoughts and file down the rough edges. Or you have seen me in Public Entertainment […]
Supersober 08-15-2025
I was thinking of the time, back in my D&D playing days, when our party was exploring an abandoned fort and some of them found some high zoot booze and proceeded to get shit-waller-wasted. The party cleric was like, “oh, I think the fuck not,” and whipped […]
Handling your own business 03-18-2025
One of the many things my Mom taught me was how to handle myself around men I didn’t trust. Which is to say, stay on your toes, keep your eyes open, keep your elbows up, and be ready to raise hell. When I was in high school, I came to grief by a boy in […]
Turkis or not Turkis 03-04-2025
When I was around ten or eleven years old, my Dad got a call from a man who was restoring his 1962 Volkswagen and needed to have his engine rebuilt. He wanted to keep it stock, rebuilding the original 40-horse, if at all possible. “Not a problem,” my Dad told […]
DIYing the Mother/Daughter bond 02-18-2025
I know the “theory” of love languages is bunkum, but there is definitely a value to accepting that different people express affection or connection differently. And for my Mom and I, our moments of bonding and closeness seemed often to occur while elbows deep […]
Last night a DJ saved my life… 01-15-2017
I was thinking about the Ten Albums that Defined Your Teen Years thread that’s going around. I am going to be a sad-ass and admit I don’t have a roster of ten albums. I listened to a lot of different music, depending on my mood. I was, to the largest extent, […]


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