As it does every week, Wednesday has come and gone, and though we find ourselves nearing the clutches of winter, that didnt stop a few of us from making the trek to the woods to get our pitch blackness groove on.

All in all, it was an amazing night with temperatures on the hill never dipping below the mid 50s.
After emptying our bags of their contents, and attaching whatever lighting systems we could scrape together, we ripped and roared back downtown into civilization to partake of a few more beers and mexican food.

This is where things got weird.

At one point a group of three guys walked past and young Hightower said quietly "I think that was Floyd Landis" to which Danny B responded with a booming "F**k you Floyd!"
Without looking back, the individuals hand raised immediately and he kept walking, though his compatriots took exception to this and immediately came back to confront the offender.
Attempting to defuse the situation I turned in my chair and asked him 'arent you the guy in 'Saving Silverman' as I could think of no other Steve Zahn movies at the time.

He chuckled, and they walked away, leaving me with my shame and crappy fish tacos, which by the way were little more than a can of tuna mixed in with some salsa and dumped on a tortilla, but thats nether here nor there...

Now to expound a bit more on my shame... Ive gotten a barrage of photos from last weekends single speed cross worlds, and with every email, my despondence over what I missed grows.

The following photo by Carson Blume has to sum it all up for me-

and to rub salt in the wound, George forwarded us his buddy Alexs recap;

"A couple of things.

1. you're right. i don't think there's a cuter messenger in the country than molly.

2. if i haven't already told you to, or if you haven't yet followed my instructions, you should now check out pilderwasser.com. Mark Pilder is a seattle messenger for over 10 years and writes one of the best blogs anywhere. (that's his photo of molly, so credit is due to him..) anyway, check out the site..

3. SS xcross worlds was a blast. they had free beer. in this totally unfamiliar world i suddenly live in, so detached from everything i thrived off of in seattle, going to the worlds really reminded me just how much bikes fucking rule the world, how much fun the scene is, how creative and unqiue some many cyclists can be, how achingly hot the girls are who haul bikes, and how awesome it is to race, for fun, to party and scream encouragement and to do something so pure and healty for yourself. it was really good shit. i broke my digi camera last week during polo and i can't seem to figure out how to take pictures with the new one.. anyway, hope you dig the few images i could salvage.

-a"

I contacted Larry at The Fix last night to see about getting some body work done on me, as it would appear Ive thrown my back out from repeatedly kicking the crap out of myself for missing this.

Seriously.