Thursdays...

Round the world thursday maybe.

I could go on and on about how the Wings looked like two different teams on the ice, how I would give up and walk out of the room to walk back and and see they'd just scored. I missed seeing the Wings goals. But they were only down one at the end and I watched till the end. I'm angered, but I keep telling myself that this is good, it means at least there will be two more Hockey games to watch and stay up late for and lose sleep over.

I could go on about making pancakes this morning. How I had to resort to using all white flour. How the chocolate chips worked in them (well I might add). They were good. Good cold after the Mt Bike ride with Skinny White Dude, they went well with the nice coffee machine made coffee. That machine is gonna freaking ROCK the world at Great Glen. Or that if you forget to move your car one day when you drove in for some dumb reason and you go out hours late and find no ticket. It doesn't mean you won't get one. It means that you won't find out till the owner of the car get a summons to show up in court.

There is really well written stuff out there today.

Hill Junkie's essay about buying a new car. Damn good read. Excellent point about the compact car and safety.

Maynard, who's ever post is well worth reading, even the motorcycle ones has a bit about editors.
Makes sense though, I guess with an editor like Rich. no? Isn't that how it works? maybe not. New editors might be well intended to take heed of the example that Maynard illustrates. Is it the aversion to phone calls? Emails work just as well, no?

The Original JP has an awesome story up today about being in Eden Burrow that can't but leave you smiling after reading it. Thanks for writing JP...

And go give CXMag's Forums some lookseeing.

I felt pretty good out there at Lincoln Woods. I rode and cleaned a handful of stuff i sissied out of previously. I still bailed on one section and almost endo'd spectacularly. Grabbing a sharp barked Pine (no, no nice soft white pine for me) kept me from flying over but the grab and tree hugging tweaked the rib bones again. Made riding hurt after that. All good though. eating shit at that spot would have really really hurt. SWD didn't clean it either.

And yeah, it is damn wicked fun riding. Kinda miss the miles and miles of flowing type trails at say Pado, or Ft Custer. Man I loved riding Fort Custer. Heck even Rose Lake has more flow than Foxboro and Foxboro flows way better than most of Lincoln. But ya get better by riding the stuff ya ain't as good at. Right?

Practice practice practice...

Some tourist asked a street musician in NYC "How do you get to Carnegie hall?" The tourist figured of course a musician can give them directions.

The Musician paused for a second and replied:
"Practice, Practice, Practice..." and resumed playing

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