Had Forest Park all to myself tonight.
LATE NIGHT RIDE
I've been a hermit during school nights lately working on various projects. The living room is becoming an art studio now. I have ordered a large drawing table that would make Mr. Paul proud. It was dumb cold tonight, but took the Thunderdome out for a much needed ride downtown and to the river. River access is becoming limited due to Arch ground construction. It was fun navigating a deserted Memorial though. Meanwhile, Mr. Green is busy building up the State. It has to stay in the shop a little longer than expected because of missing headset parts. Hoping State will ship me a new one. The bastards.
WEEKEND BIKES
Bikes with Mr. Jackson, Jacob R., and Casey. Rode to Northwest for some coffee before heading over to Illinois to avoid the Irish mardi gras and win some lottery money. There were promises of fish sandwiches on the east side but apparently Marko's is only open one day of the week. So instead we grabbed a few tall cans and had ourselves some quality river time. Ended up at 4Hands for pizzas, beer, and sunbathing.
PINBALL, WAFFLES, AND LANCE ARMSTRONG
Rode down to Cherokee Street with some bike friends for a night of pinball, documentaries, and waffles. Okay, also chili, sandwiches, milkshakes, coffee, beer... Watched The Armstrong Lie. Incredible story and fantastically produced. I already need to see it again. Watch it.
THIGHS
South Side Ride started back up last night.
Also riding to work and lunch rides with Mr. Dale.
Getting those thighs back.
Dorks.
You have to stop asking Green what Asians look like before you take pictures.
OYSTER FEST X DRUNK ART
Schlafly Oyster Fest.
They almost adopted me.
Moneyguns gets wet.
Moneyguns dries off.
Drunk art boy one.
Drunk art boy two.
Drunkface.
Fu, come.
Fu finally joins the party.
Andie wears a lawyer costume.
George.
Made a dragon out of erasers.
FOUND UPDATE
That dumb hipster turned up to be Mr. Latiolais.
Good things happen when your ride your bike to work.
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