Regardless of how I position my saber, powdered wig, and trusty steed...

But you know, without Mondays, we couldnt have the midweek, and without that, there would be no end of the week, so at least its got that going for it.

On Friday, The Skipper and I were having a conversation with a friend of ours, at which point the friend blurted "Im not entirely sure, but I cant shake the feeling that Im about to be fired."
Concerned, The Skipper asked, "If that is in fact the case, do you have a plan B?"
Our friend sat and thought a second..
"A plan B?... Yeah, I think Ive got a plan B.

And Evan, who originally sent that clip in wrote "I cant tell if he has a moustache."

I think its safe to assume that he probably does.

And while were discussing folks with no jobs and free time, our friends to the North just clued us in on what the John DeLorean of bike racings gonna be up to at the end of the month.

Then Byron emailed us to give us the skinny on his adventures down the Hillbilly highway;

"Listen up Buck Fifty,
You only find moments like this in the heart of hillbilly Missouri.
When two mountain bikers find themselves midweek alone on the famed Berryman trail staring at painted turtles doing the nasty... hilarity ensues.

The Berryman is an epic 24-mile loop that is the best trail between the Applications and the Rockies.

It is the plushest ride you can find in the Mark Twain National Forest and one reason why cycling in Missouri is strong among the locals -- even if they are Hillbilly.

I mean you have been to a drive-thru liquor store window three times this week already right?

Next time you make a run I need a family pack of Skoal and a bottle of Boone's (strawberry flavor yo).
The one pictured above is in Potosi, MO.

READ MORE ON THIS HILLBILLY ADVENTURE AT NATE'S ENTRY.
AND BYRON'S TAKE TOO. FOR EXTRA CREDIT VISIT THE MISSOURI RIVER."

There was alot of stuff packed into that single email. There was extreme mountain biking action, hot turtle on turtle action, hillbilly with dolphin shorts action...

With the exception of the fact I wasnt sweating the entire time, it was like I lived it...

Lets talk about gender issues for a second..In regards to the sexes, as evenly balanced as I try to keep things here on the Bummer Life, it sometimes becomes very undoubtedly biased. I mean, after all, Im a male-person, and as such, I dont have a clear view of the world through a female-persons eyes.

Ive made a plea to some very capable female-people to contribute, but as of yet, that hasnt happened.
Well, short of that, and with all of this being said, I got a nice email from Dawn last week in which she turned me on to her blog where she reviewed some of our womans shorts. If you are a woman, and youd like to know what a womans perspective is on one of our 'specifically for her' products as well as a myriad of other companys who make womens clothing, please visit her blog.

Even if she hadnt liked the shorts, I would have directed you there anyhow, because it seems as though shes got a pretty complete critique of a wide range of womans clothing, and maybe its my lack of attention to the matter, but it seems to me that thats a fairly difficult resource to come by.

So there you go. Everybody, meet Dawn. Dawn, this is everybody.

And as long as were making new friends here, everybody, this is CD.

To paraphrase Public Enemy "Elvis was a hero to most, but he didnt mean sh*t to CD."

This weekend found some hot temperatures, and good friends as we explored to the distant horizons, but before we did anything, I shipped my bike to OneonOne to see if they could fix it for me;

Ill let you know how that works out for me.

Anyhow, we had beer drinking,

and bike riding,

and sun burning,

and Dan, who at one point when the full-sus riders in our group said "Feh..." to a particularly rooty and technical section of trail, grabbed the bull by the horns and rode the entire thing on his road bike.

And that my friends, is why we call that kid a cracker jack.

With that, Im off to unload a 40 foot container of bikes thats arriving to the warehouse today.
And here I was thinking a cushy computer job would remove me from physical labor forever.
A fool and his reality are soon parted.

Lastly, as a favor to the good people in my home away from home, anyone in the Twin Cities should keep an eye peeled for some hot whips.
This just in from The Bike Satan;

"Girl Carl's bike was jacked tonight between 5-7pm from her 3rd floor balcony in Nordeast. Keep an eye out. Some distinguishing marks: White WTB Deva saddle, Nitto bars. Pedals look like horseshoes and are made by MKS. While you're at it, also be on the lookout for a black Surly Cross-Check, liberated from John "The Heathen" Schreiner, of Stroker Ace Screenprinting. Bike in question is a 54cm, has metallic blue Fizik bar tape, and a dent in the top tube. Keep an eye on your rides, people. And remember: They still hang bike thieves in Wyoming.... "

That blows. Ill keep a candle lit, untill the babies get home again.

On that note, I hope that my alternate prayers have been answered and that everyone had a great weekend and your Mondays are all turning out to be good ones as well.

Giddyup.