Tuesday, October 13, 2009

Escape from escape.

It looks like a nice morning for a ride- down I-75.

Who knows, maybe I will ride Santos this weekend. Stop laughing, anything can happen.

I am taking regressive refuge in writing 80's style punk songs for my associates in local aging punk phenom band- Betty's Beauty School. It is great therapy for all of my otherwise mature activity lately.

Good luck this week to the Chain gang at Tom Brown Park. Thank God I have a good excuse, not that I would ever race anyway. Too much yelling and plastic tape. It is all very confusing.

I'll see you on the trails in 2010.



Somali Pirate said...

Racing at Tom Brown is a lot like driving on I-75, both are crowded, stressful and full of jerks going way too fast. Now that I've given it a little thought the only difference is one's endless pavement and the other is an endless series of eroded roots with the occasional sprinkle of dirt. I think I'm going to keep my bike clean and race I-75 this Sunday.

nicol said...

Hang in there.


Anonymous said...

what? is Workdom Calling? and I don't wanna shout but when we were talking,
I saw you nodding out

Human Wrecking Ball said...

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juancho said...

Work is booming. The Misery Industry never has a recession.

Anonymous said...

can I move my desk into your van? I have compassion and a helpful nature, even for the stupid poor huddled masses.