Oh- By the way.. before I get into todays post, I should mention that theres been some high karate computer wizardry going on behind the scenes here the last 48 hours or so. It should come as no surprise to know that I have no idea what the hell is happening, but suffice it to say, its gonna make The Bummer Life an even more dominant force to be reckoned with than it already is. All that Jay the web wiz has told me is that somethings taken place so that if you were to type in 'Danzig bacon' for example, into the Googles, there would be a better chance that HTATBL would come up first in line.
(Thats also to say that if youve posted a comment in the last day or two, and it has yet to show up, it will, eventually.)
After explaining all of this in as elementary a fashion as possible, he patted me on the head and walked away.
This might mean that youre now seeing the new Bummer Life, or you may be seeing the old one.. Not that theyll look any different.. Or I guess that youd even notice... Um...What the hell was I talking about?

Anyway, back to George;

"hey friend,
Many things have transpired in the valley lately, one of them being the "kooks bettys & barneys couples ride" plus stragglers of course.

It all kicks off with 6:30pm Friday trailhead mass beer drinking, followed up with one handed beer climbs, group hugs, killer singletrack and piles of food. last week bro-bra discovered bacon wrapped shrimp rellenos and it was one of those times when everyone at the table has order envy after the last person orders. killer.

Also, Denver has a stellar 4 square scene (as illustrated with the opening pic) that I was previously unaware of, needless to say it kills it. plus birthday boobies for birthday girls and future children. what?

anyhow we're doing deathrides on the regular these days and were blessed with a double rainbow last night.

Saturdays full of liquid breakfast.

Whatever.

For more vomit pics of willy - go to Dead Deer Bike Gang.

holla,
g"

Ahhh, first I sprang the dollar premes on the humanity, and now the one handed beer climb is spreading with viral like efficiency. Soon the world shall be mine. I should also include the observation that Georges life seems to be radder than just about anybodies.
Alot.

Well, after all of that, it almost seems like a moot point to show some pictures of our ride last evening. I mean, its the equivalent of somebody showing up and saying, "hey guys... Hows it going? Say, did you see my new bike? Yeah, its pretty cool.. A custom ti Serotta with a candy dispenser in the top tube and a little holder on the handle bars for the X-Ray glasses that came with it...."
And then there I am, holding a cylindrical rock with a log through it like they used to ride around in caveman days, saying "yeah,, um... I have a bike too...."

Well, just the same, for the first time in well over a month I was in town as well as not absolutely crushed by work, so 6'7", Woods and myself made our way through the flora and fauna to bask in the smoky haze of the hilltop.

I might not need to mention it, but as far as I can tell, the entire state of California is on fire right now, resulting in an eerie red glow of the sun that was not unlike a scene from a science fiction movie.

But of course this isnt science fiction, but rather a very real reality, complete with all of the 24 ounce trappings, which we put the hurt on with a vengeance.
I should also mention that there was a nice smelling contingent that made the scene, and showed the boys what for, not that that should come as any surprise.

What do you all suppose that Garro has been up to?
Making little children and bearded men happy?

Yeah, pretty much.

How about an email from 'The Cat'?;

"Hey Stevil;

Just a litte gem to remind us all that whether we are in the office, on the trail, or on the track, we need to continually work on building our skills to avoid the bummer life-
(in this case maybe its the "bum" life?)

Only 3.5 months 'til 'cross season!

El Gato"

Its really just a little glimpse into what transpires in the Swobo offices on a daily basis.

The Buff got ahold us us with a little bit more on this past weekends Pig farm race;

"Here is a funny photo that if you are not in the know may appear to suggest deviant behavior. This may be a good contest photo for guessing what this guy is telling the crowd to do.

Cheers

Bikebuff"

That put a whole new spin on the phrase 'slap a ham'.

Last weekend our own Sky was back in Milwaukee for an annual bike ride, beer fest thats been happening for almost as long as Ive been alive. Among a few of the shots, she got a rather embarrassing one of my dad, cruising the streets, and spreading the good (albeit totally crazy) word.

I wish hed get a normal hobby...

Well, thats about it from this end of the branch. It hard to believe that June is almost over. If I still had summer vacations, Id be getting little twinges of panic about now.

At least once this weekend, throw the horns to the sky, and howl like there was no tomorrow.
Amen.