Monday, July 13, 2009

Sometimes a man meets his destiny on the road he took to avoid it

I broke the seat on the clown bike with my fat ass and all the goofball riding I do. Have only ridden my 3100 dollar carbon fiber bike about 250 miles compared to 5000 miles on the 200 dollar clown bike.

Dogs walked and soon they will be off in dream land.

Breakfast is still up in the air. Chicken and waffles? Hmmmm, that sounds good, doesn't it?

I wish it would rain so I could mow the grass.


Anonymous said...

Sure seems like a lot of talk of mowing the lawn;-)


TOMMY GUN said...

Roscoes Chicken & Waffles? In Compton?

Lazy Lowrydr said...

I just love how you wear that alien helmet and floppy clothes in a timed ride. Of course I posted it here and not there.