Another year and 200% up in the friend factor

which is a msileading title to a post because, by most people's reasoning, I should have a boat load of friends and like minded thinkers waiting in the wings. To break it down real clear and slow for ya I am gonna fight through the haze between the keyboard and me i.e. beer. The only thing I have to get off my chest a.s.a.p. is that I hate cyclists coming the wrong way in the lane whelst checking/writing a text message.

Now on to the Veloween, Haloween or make up wearing gay night with a BORG that encouraged the race to pace to hasten by insisiting that we use his bike with cat speedometer meow mix. Last year A2C and I rode on Haloween and only he had done the zombie make up thing. This year it was four people, two of us with zombie make up and a mind for the exorcising. Push pedal go!!!!!!!!!!!!! We met up and the smoking lurker seemed a little less than happy that I had, despit making ads and posting them on the interweb, only come up with two other riders. I need to re check this post tomorrow because I just went to the store and bought more beer. The lurker, himself, just showed up and this post is getting harder and harder to finish. To give the reader a timeline this post started at the end of world war two and I am typing this line when microwaves were invented. In the interest of holding interest, interested yet? I am going to post random pictures from the ride and hope that I get the captions right. A2C and his friend that he hasn't seen in two years. some crimes. why haven't you called or hung or hung out with me? MJS crew did wheelies and let me ride their bikes, which was fun because mine is sooooo high performance it's tiring. You can find these guys on