Pickin' -n- Grinnin'

Joe has the hook-up. He took us to Mecca, sunday afternoon and now three times a day, I face Cornelius Pass rd and drop to my knees. The single most incredible indoor smooth spot ever. Period. While there, the flatland gods demanded a sacrifice, which Darryl obliged by offereing up his knee while in a cliffhanger g-turn attempt. The gods were appeased and the session went on. Looked like it really hurt, though.

I spent saturday night on Joe's floor, the Place of the Lysergic Vision, and suffered the trippy dream. This time, Joe turned into Mrs. Doubtfire when I turned my back, then I was in a video game fighting a digital dragon.

All in all, a great weekend that once again ended too soon. Shindig at the Hagnas Ranch is in two weeks. I'm preparing by eating dried bananna peels and doing vander-rolls into sticker bushes.
~J