JMac and the masters of the universe.

Not often does one meet a young man like JMac. Hes gifted in many facets of life, and once in a single gesture posed the query 'if a fat lady falls down in the woods, and nobody is there to see it, is it still funny?' and then moments later taught my dad the finer points of shot-gunning a can of beer.
His insight, and talent knows no bounds.
Well, nether here nor there, but Minneapolis' own Homie Fall Fest is right around the corner, and what with the dumping of snow that the Midwest is seeing right now, Id imagine it will be pretty nippy. On one particular visit a few years ago, my (Hurls) Surly Crosscheck suffered some damage during one derby or another. If I promise to keep the steed from harms way, perhaps hell be kind and loan me another. Complayna, Demonika and myself will be representing the Northern Republic of the Californias, while the spirit of E will be guiding us. You can count on a full report, or at least a couple of photos in the next next spell or so.



Comments
"some" damage? Shit, Niekro. As I recall, that sweet Vicious Cycles cross fork had to be sacrificed on the altar of doom. But yeah, I've got a bike for you to ride. Again...
Posted by: hurltron | October 16, 2006 06:57 PM