Let It Begin

Great weekend. I rode myself sore in more than a few places and I have needed a few days to recover. It seems that every time I drive somewhere to ride where Paul and Joe come with me, it is great. We are a little troop of flatland clowns. Joe only showed his crochety side a few times and even then, all I could do was smile. Paul was Mr. Mascualine all weekend, picking fights with drunks, intimidating the street punks and encouraging drunk women to tickle and punch his abdomen. I have this damned video phone and I rarely think to use it, which is stupid of me, since I could have had a nice little record of the shinnanigans that took place in and around Tacoma Washington. I am most bummed that Thomas didn't get his chance to "dissect my secular believe system" the way he wanted to. Oh, well, I'm sure I'll have it with me the next time we cross paths. Justin took second and Devin took third at the "contest," so I'm sure we'll never hear the end of it. I have taken a pro-active role by challenging Justin to a few rounds of HORSE the next time we get together to ride. Ought to be interesting in the extreme.
~J