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Woven mesh.

Powered by Lake LOUIE and sub zero temps... An ode to Wisconsin available soon.

Thanks Ben.

Face lift.

Maybe face lift is a bit stout. Botox is more like it. Seems like a good time to dust the cobwebs so please standby as the pixel surgeon proceeds.

In other news I'm battling a date conflict?

OOOOOOO.

AHHHHHHH.

Mouth full of spiders.

I'm pleasantly disgusted by how much I'm running.

Swap Meet Louie.

I've been to the last six Madison SWAPS. 09 marks the first that I haven't bought anything unless you count two Budweiser's, a salted pretzel and a hot dog. Despite the carni food the wallet came away unscathed and quite a bit healthier. It's a riot watching the hoards come through the doors with fire in their eyes. One gentleman was so driven that he blatantly stepped over a child before dumping a nearby clothes rack. It was nice to chat with summer time acquaintances before resorting back into hibernation for the long stretch of winter. 09 starts after the swap. 09 starts NOW!

Howling.

Note to self... remember glasses. 

TOTM.

Some dominate on the trails. Others prefer to wield their strength on the road. But very few choose the bike path as their main domain. These riders have no season, no affiliation, and they usually fly solo. Often times you'll hear them coming. "On your left! ON YOUR LEFT!!" And then, as you awkwardly wobble to the right, they overtake you. A blur of determination, authority and commitment screams past, and there is little you can do. Beware of the BPW!

©T6

Holidaze.

The gifts have been opened, premium put away, and tree taken down. I don't recall where this holiday came from with all it's Santa's, lights, and wrapping paper. Ok, that's not true. I understand the origins or at least the beliefs that reflect thousands of citizens nation wide. The tree and adornments always confused me despite the warmth and joy it brought to the room. I'm not knocking the tradition nor questioning it... after all, it was quite the bonding experience when the old man loaded up the bros for the annual cutting. Marko generally ended up with a bloody nose with James sitting in his sled while echoing cries surrounded him. Blood, sweat, and tears aside we always came away with a winner. A real live tree that not only brought magical gifts but a family together. While we haven't been around to help the old man cut a tree he still comes through year after year. Without getting to deep or sentimental I will say that this was the first time in a while that the whole family was in one place without bikes involved.

Amanda and I did the mid coast round trip: Straight North into the wintry woods for a few days before heading West to the cities and then back South towards Mad town for the new year. We laid low while the ball dropped in order to get a head start on our new years resolutions or lack of. We were never big on the resolution thing. I'd rather put it on the table throughout the year. We lead average lives that include both binges of health and indulgence. We're both spontaneous which leads to health after indulgence. While some will strive for perfection in 09 we'll be sticking to the 08 plan. After all, it seemed to work pretty well.

On another note, there's a new planet in the blogosphere. In between travels I managed to work up a blog for the youngest bro and current single speed "national" cx champ James.

Bookmark:

YOUNGBLOOD.