Boy, it sure got to be 12:30 pretty fast. I'd love to get out there for a solid 34 minutes of leaf raking/blowing/torching but it rained last night and I don't want to damage my lawn.
I was gonna do the Cross race at the Velodrome but Mrs made the cutest little sad face when I suggested something so distasteful as bike racing intrude into her birthday weekend. Her birthday is on Tuesday the 10th but she has outlined an entire list of activities which all sound great. So the only cross race I'll do this year will be Pork Chop which is just fine and dandy with me. If you're going to only do one race it should be Pork Chop.
Here's a shout out to my readers in Waukesha, WI and Barre, VT, who might be the oh so talented Chubby. I hope it's her. I'll torch this piece of shit for good when she stops reading it.
Tuffy, why not Radke?
Ok, that's quite enough of this drivel. See Agent Rosenberg if you want a refund.