huckle-booyah gnargoyles

oh man today was awesome. i started out by waking up in a completly unusual fashion. i was awake! i mean like fully functioning lets go use chainsaws dan awake. it was was a little weird, and i stuck to my routine morning practices of filling a mason jar full of coffee and taking a dump while drinking it to not take any chances. i had to go to work and make some loot today so off i went in the clampett, narrowly beating gus's time limit by 15 seconds. it was awesome and makes my record for being on time perfect since the first of the year. gus is sad and very sober.

side note- gus is my boss, also known as the warlock, who makes me buy him a quart of icehouse on the spot when i'm more than five minutes late to work. he then drinks it immediatly and hollers at thick girls from his cave. gus and i get along quite well as you can probably imagine.

later on in the day pretty high five the tricycle tech rolls in, making the day even better because that means i don't have to work with gaybe the fagbot today. fuck yes. build that trike jo! go jo go! howl like a monkey! roar like a bear! build that trike!!

wow that got weird sorry. anyhow after work and a delicious msg filled chinaman meal, i met up with the mitch on his cross bike for a little cross town adventure. He informs me as we start out on our ride out past I-75 that he has a slow leak in his tire but that "i pumped it up really hard so it should be ok for a bit." ummm whatever, im leaving you for dead if you get a flat. we get all the way out to powerlines, this sweet and completly illegal trail system out past santa fe and are having a damn good time when mitch gets a flat. no worries he's got a tube. bounds ( who we randomly ran into in some random woods across town from where we live. strange.) and i just roll on to the next intersection and wait for mitch there. a few minutes later mitch comes flying out of the woods, flat fixed. until we're sitting there and we hear the hiss. mitches ride just turned into the best cross training of his life. run mitch run!! we get him out to a main road, wait till he calls kelly, and i dip out to start my trek back across town. i get rained on the whole way and arrive back at my house around 630 soaking wet. shitty but kinda fun anyhow. another good ride, this is becoming some sort of weird habit. i gotta get a beer. later, dan