Smithers MINNEAPOLIS

The Puma (groan…)

(dis) pencer has been trying to gin up some interest in a new nickname for me.

Last Thursday night he told me that my new track bike looked like a puma ready to strike. I told him that it was too bad that the puma was being ridden by a hippo. So now he is calling me “The Puma”.

I hate it.

Oh well. If it sticks it sticks, there is nothing I can do about it. I am firmly of the belief that one cannot give ones self a nickname. It would really bug me if I had to change the name of this site to “The Minneapolis Puma” or some such thing. But, as is my life motto, whatever dude.

Here is what pumas eat:

The lowly capybara.

Here is what The Minneapolis Puma eats:

The lowly Starbucks pumpkin loaf.