No matter how many fires you put out, or holes you plug, there will always be more.
Today finds me back in the PNW after a week in my old stomping grounds of Oakland. While I was there, I skated;
I saw friends from near and far;
In a super fucked turn of events, on my last day in town I wrenched my knee in such a way I thought I might have torn my ACL but according to preliminary diagnoses I might have once again narrowly dodged that bullet;
I have an MRI scheduled for there 8th, so until then, I guess I’ll sit and wait.
What this means in the short term is that my trip to Moab will be postponed, I will be spending a lot of time watching movies, and the local bloody mary supply might be in peril.
Finally, I concluded the whole journey by doing a drawing on an airplane;
Speaking of which, I still have a few signed and numbered copies of Chris McNally’s and my new book ‘Nowhere Fast‘;
If you haven’t, buy a copy so I can continue to afford to exist.
Anyway, all in all, it was a pretty stellar trip, and I was glad to see so many loved ones.
In bike racing news, Antonio Tiberi is a douchebag;
“I shot at the cat but didn’t think I’d kill it.”
One gas face served up piping hot for that greasy turd.
Lastly, I would like to direct your attention to the brand newest episode of the Revolting podcast;
You can listen to it on Cycling Independent, or wherever you listen to your favorite podcasts.
Is it the worst one? Far from it.