Rants on Cycling and on Life: Photos of people and bicycles that pass in front of my camera
8.29.2008
live perfomrance of YES WE CAN
live performance of YES WE CANJohn Legend, will.i.am "Yes We Can" Performance At Democratic Convention
watch it... share itwatch it again... share it again
www.huffingtonpost.com
the originial YES WE CAN video
http://www.dipdive.com/
image from here www.notcot.com
get people to vote who would not normally vote
get people talking again
get people thinking about this again
the battle between barack and hilary went on so long that people have lost interest in the real battle
the battle for the presidency
www.barackobama.com
labor day weekend... the shenandoah mountain one hundred
The Weekend Section of the Washington PostIt is Friday... the Friday before Labor Day Weekend
Labor Day Weekend... the weekend of The Shenandoah Mountain 100
sipping my coffee and waking up before I walk the dog then head out to work
wet here in Washington... not sure what is happening in the George Washington Forrest just outside of Harrisonburg Virginia
am I ready?
ready as I am gonna be
there is no more time to cram for this test
just time to battle the demons
time to get my head right
the body feels good
I am feeling good on the bike
this year has involved less than the normal preparation for this one hundred mile epic
less than normal?
normally I do not do any special preparation for this event
which does not sound good
I feel good on the bike
felt fast on the bike
felt fit on the bike
the rides and races on the bike through the season have been good ones
this should be another good day on the bike
this should be a fun day on my new fun bike!
larry camp calls this a long fast group ride
matt donahue calls it christmas for mountain bikers
I have called it the Lollapalooza of mountain bike races
this race has been called many things
during that one hundred mile course the race will be thought of as many different things
tonight I pack
sunday I ride
8.27.2008
a glance back at the past...
a glance back at the past...
reading the articles from MADE TO ORDER BIKES has me thinking...
as a married man I do not spend too much time thinking about other women
my wife is the only women for me
there are no others
so why day dream
no this rant is not on the matter of love had or love lost
this rant is about the notion of an experience mountain biker male going riding with an inexperienced mountain biker female
it is also a reflection upon my younger self
as little as I know about women now... I knew even less then
and I am still trying to learn more as I go along
it is a pretty standard scenario when the experienced mountain biker male goes riding with a lesser experiences mountain biking female
as a rule the man goes slower than they would like to go when riding
while the woman may be going faster than she feels comfortable riding
they meet in the middle
neither one is happy
a similar scenario can be witnessed in the winter from the chair lift as boyfriends try to introduce their girlfriends to snowboarding
it can be a real deal breaker
it is never a pretty site
when I see a man running with a woman I often wonder...
is she a strong runner?
is he a weak runner?
will he still run with her after he gets that piece of ass he is striving for?
I have been riding mountain bikes for decades
I ride my bicycle to and from work each and every day and have been for decades
so it is absurd for me to think that my wife would be able to get on a bicycle for the first time in a year and keep up with me on a mountain trail
so what should be done?
well...
when I ride with my wife I need to remember that I am not going on a work out for me
these rides with my wife are about time with my wife or time with my family
not about getting my heart rate up
not about getting ready for a race
not about getting in some time on the bike
it is about getting in some quality time with the little women
these rides are about getting my wife into the sport
so...
when riding with my wife I need to remember that this is about her
I try to let her lead and let her set the pace
I try to take her places that put her at ease with her skill level
but honestly... the rides have been few and far between since lisa got her bike stolen a year ago
LAME! I know... LAME! we should have replaced it long ago
we are in the market now for a new machine
but when she gets it
what should I do then?
well... I need to try to get lisa back into riding on her own
I need to try and get her out riding with her friends at their pace
and
I should try to get lisa involved in a women's mountain bike skills clinic
and when I ride with her... I need to be patient
Ride Like A Girl
www.ridelikeagirl.org
Hot Mamas in Marin
www.mountainbikingmarin.com
reading the articles from MADE TO ORDER BIKES has me thinking...
as a married man I do not spend too much time thinking about other women
my wife is the only women for me
there are no others
so why day dream
no this rant is not on the matter of love had or love lost
this rant is about the notion of an experience mountain biker male going riding with an inexperienced mountain biker female
it is also a reflection upon my younger self
as little as I know about women now... I knew even less then
and I am still trying to learn more as I go along
it is a pretty standard scenario when the experienced mountain biker male goes riding with a lesser experiences mountain biking female
as a rule the man goes slower than they would like to go when riding
while the woman may be going faster than she feels comfortable riding
they meet in the middle
neither one is happy
a similar scenario can be witnessed in the winter from the chair lift as boyfriends try to introduce their girlfriends to snowboarding
it can be a real deal breaker
it is never a pretty site
when I see a man running with a woman I often wonder...
is she a strong runner?
is he a weak runner?
will he still run with her after he gets that piece of ass he is striving for?
I have been riding mountain bikes for decades
I ride my bicycle to and from work each and every day and have been for decades
so it is absurd for me to think that my wife would be able to get on a bicycle for the first time in a year and keep up with me on a mountain trail
so what should be done?
well...
when I ride with my wife I need to remember that I am not going on a work out for me
these rides with my wife are about time with my wife or time with my family
not about getting my heart rate up
not about getting ready for a race
not about getting in some time on the bike
it is about getting in some quality time with the little women
these rides are about getting my wife into the sport
so...
when riding with my wife I need to remember that this is about her
I try to let her lead and let her set the pace
I try to take her places that put her at ease with her skill level
but honestly... the rides have been few and far between since lisa got her bike stolen a year ago
LAME! I know... LAME! we should have replaced it long ago
we are in the market now for a new machine
but when she gets it
what should I do then?
well... I need to try to get lisa back into riding on her own
I need to try and get her out riding with her friends at their pace
and
I should try to get lisa involved in a women's mountain bike skills clinic
and when I ride with her... I need to be patient
Ride Like A Girl
www.ridelikeagirl.org
Hot Mamas in Marin
www.mountainbikingmarin.com
a friend sent me her flickr account address
a friend from college sent me her flickr account addresswell... she made me a flickr contact
the first image made me smile
just because I have not seen her in so long
even if it is electronic
it is still good to see old friends
then there was this shot
nice shot of her with the person I would like to call our next president of the united states
but I am having my doubts
the sourdough trail...
the sourdough trail...
the details are a blur as this afternoon ride was well over a decade ago
so bear with me as I see what spits out
after college I was not sure what to do with my life
I fell into the things that felt comfortable... hanging with friends, drinking and going out, and working the same job I worked during the summers and winters while in college
not sure what to do... I loaded up my motorcycle and zig zagged cross country
after a short stint in the Bay area I sold the motorcycle, flew back east, loaded my car and drove out to Colorado
while in Colorado I lived in the ski town of Breckenridge
jobs were seasonal... after the season those with seasonal jobs found themselves jobless
during the summer I spent a good amount of my time riding in the area and traveling about
there were multiple trips to Moab and a good amount of time with friends in Boulder
when hanging with friends in Boulder I kept bumping into a friend from college
I would be on the bike path and there would be this tall lanky women with long blond hair hammering on her mountain bike
we would chat while we rode
then split off to continue on our way
these chance occurrences repeated themselves
we were both on mountain bikes while riding the paved trail
actual mountain biking had been mentioned
so we made plans to go mountain biking
I showed up at her place and we loaded our bikes on the bumper mounted rack of my forest green volkswagon rabbit convertible
as we headed out of sunny Boulder towards Nederland the weather started to change
the temperature grew cooler and the clouds got thicker
then it started to rain
icy cold rain drops on a summer day
we continued to drive with the top down
with speed maintained the cold rain drops did not effect us
at speed this cold rain did not even get the rear seats wet
as we climbed the rain became snow
when we got to the trailhead of the Sourdough Trail there were quarter size snow flakes gently falling to the earth
I was not sure what to do...
when I turned to ask this friend from college if she still wanted to ride I saw that she had more gear in her bag
she had come prepared for what the mountains had to offer
she pulled tights over her shorts and a shell over her jersey
she left the fingerless gloves in her bag and put on some full finger gloves
I suited up as well and we hit the trail
the specifics are a blur...
we were both on Cannondales with rigid forks
more than likely thumb shifters that barely shifted and brakes that did not do much to stop the bike
I do recall that we hammered
while we rode the rocky technical terrain of this trail the snow fell
being young I ran the same routine with her that I did with other friends who were slower than me
I rode my pace... while she rode her's
turning back every mile or so after I got a little bit ahead
each time I was shocked at how close behind me
SHE WAS ROCKING IT!
and it was rocky
or so I recall
I am still not sure what to do with my life
I am still doing what feels comfortable
this post was weak
I failed to do that story any justice
it was not so much the absence of ten cent adjectives and fifteen cent adverbs
it was more a matter of the absence of content
a mixture of the years past and the incriminating nature of words I did not go into the increased respect and increased attraction created by seeing this friend hammer on the bike displaying that mountain bike spirit
it was also really cool to experience the splendor of a mountain's ability to express several seasons in the course of an afternoon
the details are a blur as this afternoon ride was well over a decade ago
so bear with me as I see what spits out
after college I was not sure what to do with my life
I fell into the things that felt comfortable... hanging with friends, drinking and going out, and working the same job I worked during the summers and winters while in college
not sure what to do... I loaded up my motorcycle and zig zagged cross country
after a short stint in the Bay area I sold the motorcycle, flew back east, loaded my car and drove out to Colorado
while in Colorado I lived in the ski town of Breckenridge
jobs were seasonal... after the season those with seasonal jobs found themselves jobless
during the summer I spent a good amount of my time riding in the area and traveling about
there were multiple trips to Moab and a good amount of time with friends in Boulder
when hanging with friends in Boulder I kept bumping into a friend from college
I would be on the bike path and there would be this tall lanky women with long blond hair hammering on her mountain bike
we would chat while we rode
then split off to continue on our way
these chance occurrences repeated themselves
we were both on mountain bikes while riding the paved trail
actual mountain biking had been mentioned
so we made plans to go mountain biking
I showed up at her place and we loaded our bikes on the bumper mounted rack of my forest green volkswagon rabbit convertible
as we headed out of sunny Boulder towards Nederland the weather started to change
the temperature grew cooler and the clouds got thicker
then it started to rain
icy cold rain drops on a summer day
we continued to drive with the top down
with speed maintained the cold rain drops did not effect us
at speed this cold rain did not even get the rear seats wet
as we climbed the rain became snow
when we got to the trailhead of the Sourdough Trail there were quarter size snow flakes gently falling to the earth
I was not sure what to do...
when I turned to ask this friend from college if she still wanted to ride I saw that she had more gear in her bag
she had come prepared for what the mountains had to offer
she pulled tights over her shorts and a shell over her jersey
she left the fingerless gloves in her bag and put on some full finger gloves
I suited up as well and we hit the trail
the specifics are a blur...
we were both on Cannondales with rigid forks
more than likely thumb shifters that barely shifted and brakes that did not do much to stop the bike
I do recall that we hammered
while we rode the rocky technical terrain of this trail the snow fell
being young I ran the same routine with her that I did with other friends who were slower than me
I rode my pace... while she rode her's
turning back every mile or so after I got a little bit ahead
each time I was shocked at how close behind me
SHE WAS ROCKING IT!
and it was rocky
or so I recall
I am still not sure what to do with my life
I am still doing what feels comfortable
this post was weak
I failed to do that story any justice
it was not so much the absence of ten cent adjectives and fifteen cent adverbs
it was more a matter of the absence of content
a mixture of the years past and the incriminating nature of words I did not go into the increased respect and increased attraction created by seeing this friend hammer on the bike displaying that mountain bike spirit
it was also really cool to experience the splendor of a mountain's ability to express several seasons in the course of an afternoon
Mike Birner of Mid-Maryland Coaching will be leading one of the DCCX Cyclocross Clinics!
Mike Birner of Mid-Maryland Coaching will be leading one of the DCTB DCCX Cyclocross Clinics!www.midmarylandcoaching.com
www.dcmtb.com
cool august day...
cool august day today was a cool august day
it has worked out well
the increase in the cycling population has been coupled with a reasonable summer
had this been a summer of code red days not many of these people would have seen cycling as a rational option
I could not ride a bike in a suit
found this in austria
found this in austria... I think www.upanddownhill.com there was a mention of two good articles worth sharing
Girls - Seven Reasons You Should Start Mountain Biking
How to Keep Your Girl Riding (and Retain Domestic Bliss)
both from Made To Order Bikes in Atlantaimage from JUPITER IMAGES
Smither Jones...
Smither Jones by the JAMsmither jones on last FM
as a working stiff I can really appreciate that one
That's Entertainment and Down in the Tube Station at Midnight are also favorites of mine
SHORPY'S PAGE
SHORPY'S PAGE
I will have to dig deeper into this
another messenger photo on Shorpy's Page
8.26.2008
carson either has some photos or a stutter
i think carson either has some photos or a stutterokay... maybe both
yes...
carson has some photos
carson @ photo seller!
I am sorry about his stutter... he has told me three times about his photos from the SSWC
all in comments somewhere on my blog... a personal email and hello would have been a better sales pitch than the greeting-less plug
nice photos
bummer about the stutter
carson blog
carson
nice photos
sorry to make fun of your stutter
my bad
I was wrong
there will be no more jokes about your stutter
fantastic photograph
a fantastic photoa fantastic record
a fantastic record cover
would love to hear a blue grass version of LOVE AIN'T FOR KEEPING
http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Who%27s_Next
that rollins advert
that rollins advert...very interesting
somewhat amusing
already ranted about the contrast between friends Henry and Ian on their concept of cash
found that here...
now I do not know where that is/was
Malcolm McLaren on the Wiki Page
sunny to think that The Sex Pistols were just another boy band like The Monkees or In Sync
Henry Rollins Dot Com
august can be slow...
august can be slow..would it be more sensible to roll up the sidewalks for two weeks in late august?
dc is dead in august
the town is asleep
half the people are on vacation
the other half of the population is twiddling its thumbs
it would make sense with congress out of session for federal government to close down for a portion of late august
than other businesses would follow suits
that is what suits do
suits follow
no reason for people to bother getting paid for attendance
give them a paid vacation
they will be more productive when they get back
the energy save would save money
the improved morale would produce more
cloak dagger
I totally dig that henry rollins independent ad
is that an actual ad?
I love the dicotamy of Ian MacKaye and Henry Rollins
best friends and commercial opposites
Henry cashing In on being famous... famous for being famous
while Ian ignores his wealth and shuns away from the spotlight... still making music and wanting people to understand and appreciate his music for what it is and not for who he was
Henry Rollins and Ian MacKaye are both heros of mine
I had the pleasure of seeing these heros perform as a teen
Minor Threat and Black Flag then also Herny's spoken word.. which was on several occasions a conversation with Ian....
very easily two of the best "shows" I every attended
Minor Threat at The Landsburgh Culture Center with Trouble Funk
and
Black Flag with... well... there was the roadies band Nig Heist... but not sure who opened at Pierce Hall
definitely top ten shows/concerts... more than likely both in the top five
dc should definitely take a few weeks off in august
time could be better spent doing other things other than saying... dc should really take two weeks off in august
the money saved in not running the ac alone would be of value
not only did I see Minor Threat
but I saw Henry Rollins do his spoken word thing on a very up close and personal level... small venue to a handful of people... the genesis of his spoken word thing
a modern day bard
a fantastic story teller filled with fantastic stories
dc space is a story that has been undertold
can not read now... blogging now... will read this later
can not read now... blogging now... will read this lateralthough I am not really a fan of Bam
I totally appreciate Bam
he is awesome
he is just not for me
yet I fully appreciate hime
bam is awesome
need to read this article in Outside Magazine online
http://outside.away.com
as much as I love to throw a frisbee.... I love to kick a soccer ball
as much as I love to throw a frisbeeI love to kick a soccer ball
although I thoroughly enjoy throwing and catching a football
I usually one do that once or twice a year
I would really like to throw a frisbee or kick a soccer ball
these things happen with the kids
but it is different with someone at a different level than the kids
arlington skate blog
arlington skate bloghttp://arlingtonskate.blogspot.com/
read an article in Outside magazine about Jay Adams
I like how he debated who the Dogtown and Z Boys tried to write too much of a story of his tragic fall
the story is tragic
but the telling is not like the reality
I am waiting for the happy ending
the story is not over
here is the story in OUTSIDEonline
outside.away.com
scroll down this gwadzilla tangent to a sick black and white photo for a long gone era in washington dc
ergon grips..
ergon gripswww.ergon-bike.com
my brother gave me some Ergon Grips for my birthday
sweet gift!
last night I trimmed my bars and put on the grips
things are shaping up nicely
Shenandoah Mountain 100 this weekend!
getting the bike ready
the body is as ready as it is gonna be
Gwadzilla SM100
GWADZILLLA SHENANDOAH MOUNTAIN 100
Ergon News
Ask Dave Wiens: The answers are in!
would rather catch this man moving... cause he really moves
BATMANran into batman
he was at his destination
so the shot was not in action
wanted to catch the action shot
but rather than shoot up 20th
he turned onto the sidewalk
I missed the shot
I got this shot
loved getting a closer look at this classic Raliegh
Super Course 12... my brother had this bike
12 speed... in an era where road bikes were called ten speed bikes
a time when ten speed meant two times five
back when the Raleigh line was still made in England
back to the bike
it had a nice group
a group from that era... I noticed the cranks were some pretty engraved campy stuff
the wheels were not of that era.... the wheels are newer and stronger
the frame and its major components are showing that they were made well
made well
things are made differently now
ten speed cassettes are the disposable devil
skinny chains are more prone to breakage
this post feels like a food review
the Olympics are behind us
the Olympics are behind usSex and the Olympic City!
www.timesonline.co.uk
pro hos and mutually vain narcissistic athletes... sounds like a good time!
lunchtime post... hold onto your lunch!
stole this from bikecentric
www.bikecentric.blogspot.com
from the mind of Ikon O Klasst
www.wrenchinthegear
s.blogspot.com
www.bikecentric.blogspot.com
from the mind of Ikon O Klasst
www.wrenchinthegear
s.blogspot.coma very cool blog about traffic... www.howwedrive.com
a very cool blog about trafficwww.howwedrive.com
from the author of the book, TRAFFIC
not to be confused with the movie TRAFFIC
most definitely not to be confused with the band TRAFFIC
this information shared with my by my black rat snake catching brother
8.25.2008
8.24.2008
no handlbars... flobots
flobots official siteflobots @ myspace
video on youtube
my four year old son grant turned me onto this song
that kid knows a pop hook
this song no handlebars is righteously cool
love the hook
love the message
give it a look
give it a listen
more from Chesapeake BMX
this guy was comfortable on the bike
these guys were digging it on the bike!
more photos from Chesapeake BMXand yes
content corrected
not in Crofton in Severn
alex daniels was in Severn
oh... nevermind
BUT SEVERN WAS ON SUB POP!
well... a single by Severn was on Sub Pop
either way... inside joke
I need to start reading the BMX articles in SPOKES magazine more closely
that information may be useful for family outings
catch and release...
catch and release... in this day and age a good deal of our nature experiences involve catch and release
sometimes there needs to be more than just catch and release
not just catch and release but also respect during the catch, the capture, and the release process
this notion of catch and release goes from the firefly to the box turtle and then some
as cool as it is to catch a critter and take it home it just is not an option in the urban/suburban worlds
sure I see box turtles, chipmunks, and black rat snakes in the woods of rock creek park
the frequency of these sightings does not mean that I can take them home
if I took these animals home and a few others took this wildlife home well... then there would be no more life in the wild in these woods
fireflies?
we catch them and then release them before bedtime
there are enough casualties in the capture process
so many get squished putting the lid on the jar that I can not risk letting them die over night
the joy is in catching them
not killing them
this weekend past the family went out to Cunningham Falls
while hiking the dry rocks where the falls would be had we had rain in the last few weeks there was a small puddle filled with some indigenous wildlife
in this puddle with stone walls there were all sorts of water bugs skating on the surface of the puddle and some tadpoles at various stages of development within the puddle
as dean and I put our noses close to water we watched the tadpoles as the tadpoles watched us
in this little pool of water there was really no place for these frogs in their infant stage to hide
we most certainly could have caught a few of them and taken them home
dean wanted to catch them
dean wanted to take them home
I tried to explain this notion of catch and release
I tried to reinforce that these animals needed to remain in their home rather than ours
dean was persistent
it was tempting, but not an option
if everyone were to bring a flower, a tadpole, or a snake home with them
well... as said there would no longer be any wildlife left in the wild
as corny as the boy scout rules are
there are some sense to them
was it....
take only memories leave only footprints
and house of pain's
pack it up... pack it in
Frog in a Blender a classic FLASH animation piece I dare you to play with the blender controls
start the blender on the slower speeds
turn up the volume
begin laughing
and build up speed
then laugh some more
this classic dates back to dial up!
it is later... much later...
just finished telling the boys a few stories from when I was a kid
today was their first day of school
well... today was dean's tomorrow is grant's
either way today had that back to school excitement
this excitement of the day had me trying to recall a story about one of my first days at school
no memories surface
all forgotten
all the trauma... all the anxiety... all the pain... all the suffering
all the stuff that was not made any better with back to school clothing
there was no trauma, anxiety, pain, or suffering from where I stood today
things went pretty smoothly
all after a trail-a-bike ride to school drop off went pretty well
the trail-a-bike gets squirrelly without a child on it
the ride was cool... tried to videotape a less than eventful ride that took us down through the zoo
on a road in the national zoo which passes maybe a camel and an ibex but not much more
there are definitely more smells than sites
the camera did not take well to video
things powered down early in the ride
did not have time to trouble shoot it
I was pleased with how well the camera base attached to a C Clamp worked on the handlebar
no... I did not make this apparatus... store bought
bought at a yard sale a decade ago
never used until that moment
getting distracted... back to my point...
maybe the trauma, anxiety, pain, and suffering does not happen until high school
maybe there was trauma, anxiety, pain, and suffering only not visible to me
maybe these things happen but are forgotten
back to my point...
a point that has been interrupted by tangents and worse than tangents kids who refuse to stay in bed
so I blog as I block
on the computer in my office by the door to their bedroom to prevent any escapes
they are too wild right now
my point... catch and release
when I was in grade school I used to ride my bike to the C&O Canal
all sorts of points on the canal were destinations of different adventures
so often the journey was the destination
we rode our bikes to swim at wide water, leap off the aqueducts over seneca creek, fish at various spots of the canal and potomac, or to hike/wander through the woods
there were many rides to a family friend's house north of swains lock where I would portage their canoe up and down the locks of the canal
more than likely there was no more than one ride with ice skates to skate on the frozen waters of wide water at old angler's inn
there were many adventures and just as many memories
of course my brother went on a number of these trips
in grade school
marc was a grade ahead so lets say I was in seventh and he was in eighth
there was a period where these trips to the canal involved catching snakes
we would go to the canal with pillow cases in our cannondale front handlebar mounted touring bags
both on Raleigh bicycles we rode out to the billy goat trail with the intention of catching snakes as pets
not a pet like a dog...
a pet like a fish
the black rat snake was the snake to catch
it was part of the Tom Sawyer\Huck Finn youth that seems to be far less available these days
in hind sight...
our catch and release was not as responsible as it should have been
we caught things in one location
held them in captivity for a bit
fed them white mice as they lived in a small glass aquarium under a household lamp
learned that they did not make such good pets
then let them go in other woods closer to our home
we were kids and the times were different
people were yelling NO NUKES
but no body had a clue about conservation
there was not an environmental movement
sure the book Walden had been written
but there still was no real understanding of our impact
well... no a main stream consensus like is starting to spread today
common sense is still not common
but there are pockets of it growing
in any case
this was an effort to jot down an idea
the effort was hijacked by the quarrels of brothers
as a child I was the hijacker
now I am being hijacked
with insight into my father's frustration of the energy and excitement of two boys refusing to go to bed... refusing to listen
I try not to fall into the default setting which is my father's actions
these are different times
in this day and age...
a black rat snake is not to be caught and taken home
at least not in these woods that border urban and suburban dwellings
what if everyone caught a black rat snake and took it home
there would be no more black rat snakes in the woods
the woods can not sustain such things
it is good to understand things now
things that we did not understand then
if the kids were home and I could catch a black rat snake or better yet a box turtle
I would see it fine for me to catch the animal and take him home for a short viewing
only then to be returned to the woods to the same location
that would be fine
this happened recently with a red eyed box turtle
this has yet to happen with the snake
my brother was always better at catching snakes than me
a turtle is better suited to my needs
catching snakes may be like riding amusement park rides
you may outgrow the inclination for such things
I may have outgrown my comfort for chasing and cornering a snake
cornering a snake?
that notion does not appeal to me
sorry if these thoughts never came together
more distracted than usual
DC Smartbike on STREETFIILMS
DC Smartbike on STREETFIILMSSTREETFILMS
easy fellas... I think that is a bicycle riding dude!
CLINIC ONE: FILLED TO CAPACITY
CLINIC ONE: FILLED TO CAPACITYanyone who has contacted me by Sunday Night is in
sorry I have not been able to respond to all of the emails
I have been trying to compile a list to have one sound response with some more specific information
I have the emails but have not gathered the information or compiled that list
that email should come within the next few days
lots going on
first week of school for the boys and all that is the burden of everyday life
this should be fun!
it is all coming together well
anyone who did not get in on session one is more than welcome to attend any of the other events on following wednesdays!
shameful... nothing short of shameful... responsible... yet shameful
chad of the baltimore bush doctors should be ashamed of himselfhe blew off the SSWC in NAPA to hang with his family
shameful
nothing short of shameful
yes... responsible
yet... shameful
I too am ashamed that I did the responsible thing
had a great weekend
but part of me felt guilty about not being on the bike in the west
when I get a chance I will scan the blogs for some words on the subject
I fear the words about the SSWC in NAPA will burn like holly water on linda blair's pre-rick james skin
a good weekend
a weekend without the bike
a good weekend just the same
the only guilt was that I was unable to find anyone to take my GOLDEN TICKET
like a a boy on prom night
all sorts of build up
with no delivery
man I was looking forward to that!
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