Gah - too much (physical) pain during the week so appointments have been made to have a custom MRI on my shoulder.
No more riding, 2015-style.
No more riding, 2015-style.
It's trying to jump-ship to the Quebec side. Quick, hit the abort button and toss it out the window!Something is super fucked up with my keyboard right now, very annoying... Took me ten tries to spell this properly...
Does NOT smell like teen spirit - smells like mid-life crisis.I raced this morning.... my first non DH race ever. I smell great now.
Just JimmyDean around in some mud and all will be good.Does NOT smell like teen spirit - smells like mid-life crisis.
That means you got off E-470 pretty much immediately after realizing the mistake?My wife is apparently completely GPS dependent. We just racked up $3 or so in E-470 tolls because she doesn't know how to get from C-470 to I-225 when I'm not telling her where to go. Gah.
One exit each way, more or less. I looked up as she drove by the I-25 exit into toll wonderland.That means you got off E-470 pretty much immediately after realizing the mistake?
lololol. One of the disadvantages of the modern age...One exit each way, more or less. I looked up as she drove by the I-25 exit into toll wonderland.
Not wearing boat shoes or salmon colored shorts.
No bike. But I have a pretty bitchin stroller for my baby.
When in Rome... I hope you are planning to ride ToT and Otis!
No bike. But I have a pretty bitchin stroller for my baby.
One time I met a dude and he called his camaro bitchin. I asked him if his parents drove it up from the Bahamas. He didn't get the reference.