Happy New Year M'F'rs

F'All Y'all btw

nah don't take offense, take it as the highest compliment.

I only offer expletives to those I love and consider friends.

I suppose if you're reading this you're either my ultimate nemesis categorically cataloging my weaknesses or a close friend. I can't tell the difference, never have been able to. The indifferent? those are people easy to read. Little difference between the other two.

My evening has been reduced to drinking beer brewed in AVL. or more precisely Mills River. Which I assume is close enough. Torpedo Motherfuckers.

Everyone went off for First Night, I stayed here and did dishes, cleaned up after my mess. relaxing having a beer or a two four or so.

Kidding. there isn't even a two four total combined with all the beer. Or all the lack of beer.

Couple days before heading further south. Planning disrupted, so disappointing in a way, but someone had a way of twisting it into a positive and for that I'll always remember and be appreciative of. Doesn't change the fact that I have a ton to do. Also means an extra day with my girls before they head north. Plan today was also to get a workout in. I didn't. Tomorrow's timing is better anyway. Assuming i can get it in. Life is more important than anything and being flexible and not being disrupted is next importance, well hey.

Actually watching the college I got a graduate degree play football against the coach that was there when I was there. Man college football...  what to say. But then the prez says politics is like football, so i guess that's another reason not to like politics or football, despite being a fan for a long time. Yes, referencing comedians in cars getting coffee... so disappointed that they didn't go out to get coffee... But then I watched Steve Harvey after, and that's kind of the same thing walking around Chicago.

I'm tempted to take advantage of writing and the quiet and the momentum, but state of mind determines that I say nothing of consequence or importance.

Nationals.

CX.

crazy eh?

me?

What am I doing? Why? I have no place there. No point being pack fodder. But can't turn back now.

What am I trying to demonstrate? I dunno sometimes. I'm just me, no someone defined by one race. It didn't happen over night, that me being "that guy" at NECX races. Orange Jumpsuit. Not even my idea. I just had one. Why did I have one? Because a wonderful and very good friend gave me a suit for working on TDIs in MI. But that suit was too tight for under layers in the winter because I was HUGEly fat. So he gave me another one. I was introduced to the orange jumpsuit in the mid 90s via BIKE magazine. Mike F, part of the gang of 4.

One of the other 4 we're (NECX) having a fundraiser for Stevil. Me? I'm just GeWilli. I know i'm not the first. But 2006 when Meg B said I'm like the Cliff guys (who were wearing orange jumpsuits) just dirtier. How true. Those words still make me smile. It is true, my jumpsuit will always carry the stains from dirty diesel oil and engine grease. No matter how many times I've washed in the last million years. It is a testament to the point of why you want to use natural bristles to wash your bike, not synthetics. You can't clean oils off of synthetics. Not matter how many times you wash it.

The suit, has been me, my calling card. Look at the best 9 or 2015 over on instagram. that center photo, a new patch on the Orange Jumpsuit.

Watching this game, can't take it. MSU, please either blow them out or get blown out, close game i can't deal with.

Unknowns eh?

So the Jumpsuit. Totally Peanut's fault. But then she's a cali kid, east coast transplant, knows the history of the four and the DFL series and the origins, and like the connection.

I like the connection too. Why?

Those four motherfuckers were influential to me. I'd love to have a beer with Patrick O'Grady but he stopped drinking, there's only one other person in the cycling journalism history I wanted to have a beer with as much: Mike F. I hope that MoFo still drinks beers and that some day I'll be able to drink beers with him.

My dreams and hopes and goals are pretty f'n modest. And everyone else's have always come first.

So yeah i should do a stand alone post for the jumpsuit. I will someday.

Need to be not the only one on this submarine, torpedo is empty, need to load another, but that means I have to take a break from the narration.

Life.

Break taken, unadvised tweets made.

Recognition that Lucio Fontans is someone I envy and want to be like. I explained the potential concept to my oldest and she was way more genuinely enthusiastic than i ever though possible. She loved the idea.

My idea though, has snagged a bit. Reliance on others to help? Perhaps, but also this is RI (even though i'm not there) and you gotta know someone. So far I guess I know some absolutely inspirational and amazing people (Dean and Brian) but maybe need to find others to convince. Sorry about putting you two on the spot guys. I love you both and can't thank you both enough for everything always and forever. Seriously. And everyone else who has supported my work. Glen, and esp Lesli. JLSCX and G-Ride, even Nick, thank you.

And everyone else who has purchased a print.

Thank you.

You've made a difference. a HUGE difference. Every. Single. One. Of. You.

thank you....

i'm going to, against any advice to be 'an athlete' have another torpedo and hit publish and then hey, who knows when i'll write again...  maybe tomorrow? maybe sunday, maybe not till after Nationals are over.

love you all

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