HAPPY DEEP FRYER PURCHASING DAY!
What's that? You say you don't deep fry your turkey? Man, you're missing out. Better get onboard the Crispy Turkey Train, like ASAP.
Because we're Americans, damnit. (After Nov. 8th, maybe now more than ever *shudder*.) And that means that we don't pass up an opportunity to make food both tastier and more likely to clog arteries.
Good day, friends! How's things? Tell me about your day. Really. I'm here to help. I am your shoulder to cry on, your ears to borrow, your soft, steady embrace to...
The f*&% am I doing?
You know what?
Nope, not this time.
Today, dear reader, I don't care.
Today, the burden is on you.
Today, I only have three questions to ask:
Did you bike to work today? How about this week? This month?
If you answered yes to any of these, pat yourself on the back, pour your beverage of choice, and please continue reading. You've earned...
"Bagels are a cyclist's best friend."
— Socrates, 5/11/2016
Do you like Fridays? Do you like bagels? Do you like to carbo-load in preparation for monstrous weekend rides, hikes, and other outdoor activities that make you smile real huge?
So do we!
From Cascade's page:
When: Fri. May 13, 2016 7:00am to 9:00am
Good day, my salubrious cyclenauts! My bikefaced besties! My wizards and warriors of the weirdness that is the daily two-wheeled commute. What a lovely day it is! And hey, just for checking out today's blog?
You get a racoon on a tiny bicycle:
Gotta keep traffic up somehow, right?
With the coldest and wettest days behind us, we look forward to
a new doomsday hell of climate change the likes of which this planet has never seen a fresh springtime start on the streets and in The Shop!
Business is kicking; the tracks are drying;...
Happy New Year, loyal cyclenauts! Fairest bikenuts! Brave and battle-hardened cold weather commuters!
Hope the ham roasts, tofurkeys, and John Madden-sized turduckens gave you the necessary insulation and meat-Nitro to slog through some mud puddles. Those black ice crevasses spreading across the streets of our West Coast burg have given me actual pause in recent weeks, so serious respect to any of you that had the chutzpah to put your ass in the saddle. Especially during that one stretch in the mid-to-high 20s.
I know, I know. We ain’t got nothin’ on Minnesota. But...