Fat Asses

 Well, yesterday turned out to be rather uneventful.  The temps hovered in the low 40s (F), and the skies were mostly overcast.  

Otherwise, not much happened.  Which is fine, I suppose.  Though there are those who feel they need to be busy all day long.  Or, as my mom used to say, they feel that they need to be constantly entertained.  It really has nothing to do with being busy, because I'm certain there are all sorts of things these people could do to help them pass the time.  Nope, mostly they need to have fun, and for most of them fun means doing something that makes them happy.  Interestingly enough, one man's fun can be another man's torture.  Taking shopping, for instance.  There are those who can spend the entire day browsing away in specialty shops, and are happier than pigs in shit... well, they'll probably say that's not a very good comparison; truth has many faces.  Or they love shopping for clothing.  I have a friend who will spend the day going from, trying on this dress, or that ensemble, with absolutely no intention on buying, simply because she loves seeing herself in the mirror wearing something she can't afford gives her great joy.  Not for me.  I only go shopping when I need something, and it's never for what some might call decor, or clothing.  I can't picture myself in this shirt, or that sweater, and I never wonder if those jeans are going to make my ass look fat.  All I look for is getting something that fits, since I don't really care if my ass looks fat or not... and in case you're wondering, it usually doesn't.

One of the things I did do yesterday was bake coconut macaroons.  And then I drizzled them with white chocolate.  Hhhmnm, so very tasty!

And as expected, Republicans are still flipping out of Trump being taken off of the Colorado primary ballot and saying the most terrible things, all the while failing to understand that though these comments might be endearing them to their base, much of America is standing back, looking rather aghast.  Take John Schneider, for example.  He used to be a pretty boy actor who could also sing.  I saw him on stage in a performance of State Fair and he was decent.  Well, Johnnie spit out this turd saying that Biden should be hung for treason.  Yep, he sure did.  And while the MAGA cult danced and cheered, the rest of sane American listened to this comment and asked "are you fucking nuts?"  As I said, I once saw John perform, and at that time his butt was rather slim, now I know that's because all of the fat was in his head.

Garbage

 Wednesday.  Outside the temp is 26 (F) and there is frost on the windshield of my car.  One improvement over yesterday is that the wind has died down.  Tuesdays are garbage day around here, and wind and emptied garbage create an obstacle course on the streets and sidewalks.  Yesterday was no exception.

I got more accomplished yesterday then I thought I would, including caulking of the side window in the kitchen.  Today, I will prime it.  Tomorrow, I will paint it, and the door frame.  Friday, I'm thinking I may do the final touch up on the walls.  This means that next week, the final coat of paint will go on the woodwork and trim.  That leaves on the tiling, which won't take long, and the flooring, which will create a bit of a hardship for my knees.  After that, everything will be completed.

A small royalty payment dropped into my account from Findaway Voices.  Honestly, I didn't think I'd get anything.  Audiobooks are great, however they're in a series they need to be released in a sequence.  This is why sometime in March, books 1 and 2 will be released, and possibly number 3 in the Eli and Max series.  One thing in my favor is that I don't write long books, nothing that takes more the 5 or six hours to listen to, which means less cost on the production end.  I'll also be selling them at a lower cost since the production is all thing I'll need to cover.  The royalties are nice, but just the idea that someone is either reading or listening to my work is pretty awesome.

Oh, and I did get a gift yesterday.  A new garbage and recycling can.  They're pretty snazzy.

And I suppose that everybody in the world heard me burst out laughing last evening when word dropped that the Supreme Court of Colorado had decided they could keep Trump off of the ballot in that state.  Oh, my gosh!  Thank God I wasn't eating or drinking anything at the time, otherwise I might have choked, or hurled chunks, or spewed.  Will it stop the Moral Degenerate?  Nope.  What it does do is send a clear message to the GOP that they have a problem.  Just because Trump is their presumed candidate does not mean that he's going to win the General Election.  What they really need to consider is that not only will he lose, but the likelihood Republicans will lose seats in both the House and the Senate is increasing daily.  A large percentage of Americans believe Trump committed serious crimes, and the GOP will pay for those crimes by giving up so much of the power they love.

Another little bright spot?  Evidently Scott Perry, congressman from Pennsylvania, has lost his bid to keep 1700 communications on his phone private.  The last thing this fool wanted was for the DOJ to gain access to all the texts and phone conversations he had with the other ring leaders of the attempted January 6 coup.

 

Boebert's Boobs

 Well, a good Saturday morning to everyone out there!  The temps were a cool 53 (F) when I got out of bed.  Lily stayed back for a while, until I had the coffee brewed, but when I asked her "potty outside?" she hustled.  Why is it that some dogs hold their bladder until the very last minute?

Supposed our temps are to climb all the way up to 80 (F) today, however after that they're going to slide on down into the mid 70s (F).  Autumn is less than a week away, so I've begun pulling out my sweatshirts and pants for the colder temps.  While I do like the shorts and T-shirts of summer, the sweats of Fall are just as comfy, sometimes more so.  I mean, who doesn't like being bundled in cozy and warm to keep away the chillies?

Dinner last evening was roasted root veggies.  I made enough to cover my break at work today, and lunch tomorrow, though tomorrow I'll be lunching on a chicken thigh as well.  I picked up a pack when I was shopping yesterday.  Lily will be getting the skin, as usual.  What a spoiled little old lady she's turning out to be.

So, I suppose every one of you has seen the still shots and videos of Lauren Boebert's adventure at the theater in Denver by now.  I don't doubt that in her mind she's a Christian and that she asks for forgiveness every day.  What hooey.  If you search, you can find them, and watch them if you want.  There's one where her current boyfriend is feeling her up and it's graphic, no subtlety there, nor is there any subtlety when she's rubbing his crotch.  And yes, she did lie about vapping because there's a video of her sitting in her theater seat blowing out a plume of smoke.  The ugly truth is, pathetically, that Republicans in Colorado will vote for her because it's better to have a loser like her in Congress than a Democrat. 

The truth about Heels

 Friday and this is a day off from work.  I stayed up playing Mass Effect 2, clearing out some of the side quests.  They're rather mindless.  There's nothing wrong with spending short periods of time in a vegetative state.  Since this is a 2nd playthrough, there's a lot less of a challenge.  Sometimes this is a good thing.

This song been a recent addition to my playlist.  Every time I hear it I think:  why couldn't Milky Chance put this out while I was writing The Body in the Well?  It's called Colorado.  I think they maybe could have thrown a couple of snakes in the video to make it interesting.

Something I've discovered about my back the shoes I wear have an effect.  I've been wearing a pair of old running shoes that are flat soled, no heel, and that helps my alignment. Shoes that have a slightly raised heel create a wobble when I walk which puts stress on my vertebrae.  Wouldn't it bite big time if this period of aggravation were the result of my buying a flashy pair of running shoes that had a 3/4 inch heel?

I see where Chicarelli (sp), the New Jersey governor wannabe, has torn a page from Loser #45's playbook.  He hasn't started shrieking about voter fraud, but you know those words are on the tip of his tongue.  There are only 2 ways to make this go away.  Beat the Republican candidate by overwhelming numbers, as in the California recall, or take a baseball bat to every single one of their legal challenges.  That's seems to be what's happening to Trump in his failing attempt to keep his January documents under lock and key.  Damn, this guy just can't stop losing.  I mean, Youngkin never mentioned him publicly while campaigning, that's practically a snub from Hell.  In a way, I guess, you could say he spiked that heel.

The Brick

 Good Morning!  Today I am half way through my work week, and that makes me happy.  After tomorrow another of my Staycations will begin.  I do like them.  A week off here, a week off there, and in a few weeks I'll be going part-time.

Yesterday was very slow at work.  Blame it on the heat which topped off at 99 (F).  The forecast for today has changed.  We're no longer going to hit 100 (F).  Nope, we're going to graze close by the 3 digit mark, only getting up to 97(F) ... with thunderstorms.  We've had storms almost every evening this week, nothing bad, gusty with 15 minutes of rain, nothing more.

And I had a recurrent customer before I left last evening.  I've talked to her several times, always about some form of hard surface going into her den: vinyl, laminates, or hardwoods.  She has 8 quotes in the system for different products.  Of course, she showed up around 20 minutes before I was scheduled to leave... and she finally signed up to have the room measured.  She's a very nice woman, though very indecisive.

What about that voter mess out in Colorado?  Oiy!  Tina Peters!  What have you done? (Can you hear me laughing?)

Evidently evidently this bottled blond surreptitiously signed into a voting computer to show how easily it could be done (?) using her own password (which she didn't redact).  Oh, and she sent the information to a Right Wing nut job who posted everything, including her unredacted password.  This was done before she went to that loser Pillow Guy's cybersecurity lie festival.  That's right, she a MAGA.  And now she's under criminal investigation.  Pardon my French, but this woman is dumb as a fucking brick.

Don't try and snow me

Well, it's Wednesday and not my Hump Day.  Because tomorrow's a holiday, I doubt if there are too many out there doing the Hump day dance.
My new schedule was posted yesterday and I'm back with my consecutive days off.  Oh, happy me!  As for this week, Thanksgiving week, they're allowing individuals to get Overtime (a rarity).  I was asked if I want a few extra hours.  My response:  (long, slow pause here) no.
Colorado got snow!  That's nice.  Another storm the Weather Channel decided to name dumped upwards of 17 inches through most of the state... and the storm is moving eastward.  We might get rain.  Some are making a big 'to do.'  Excuse me people of Colorado, but you're in the middle of the Rocky Mountains, you get snow.  Trail Ridge Road, one of the rides I have downloaded, has warning signs "closed during the winter" because of snow.  That's right.  This is a 2 lane highway is usually only open from Memorial Day to Columbus day because of SNOW.

Ooops.
Last evening I was riding Oberschwaben - Kempton, in Deutschland.  Considered a hill ride, there are lots of smaller hills and valleys leading to a long climb at the end of the 27.7 mile ride.  That will be a long ride, about 2 hours in the saddle.  I rode about half last night and my legs felt fine.  The countryside reminds me a lot of Central Pennsylvania.

I guess Melanoma was booed... loudly, at some sort of Opiod Crisis meeting.  You realize that when she met... and married the Idiot Jerk in the White House, she thought she was getting a really sweet deal.  Wrong.  And you know he forced her to sign a pre-nup from Hell. 

Oh, and I saw where Jared the Joke Boy has been promoted to an even bigger Fail.  That's how the LA Times put it: Promoted to a bigger Fail.  His scurvy style as a mid-east peace interloper failed, so the Idiot Jerk in the White House has put him in charge of getting the Wall built.  You know what they say?  Once a failure, always a failure.

They kick dead horses, don't they?

For those who didn't know... Winter arrives in one month.  The time has come for me to buy my ice-melt.  Last year I bought an expensive pet friendly product which melted little, if any ice.  Sadly, it can be pet friendly as hell, if it doesn't work?  well, it doesn't work.  Because I shovel as soon as the little flakes are done falling, I have little use for these products, and when I use them they're only for the front sidewalk.  Don't want to get sued by some dumb shit falling and breaking a hip.
I had to update the software in my car yesterday.  To do that, I needed to turn my phone into a Hot Spot.  Interesting.  I turned off the Hot Spot as soon as I was finished.
I went to my Uncle's viewing yesterday.  Wisely, the casket was closed.  He was 88.  My Aunt complained about how expensive it was, but then she spent a lot of money for a casket.  Cremation is about half the price, even cheaper if you provide your own urn.  Just about every man there was in a suit, except for me.  I don't understand why some need to formalize death.  I stayed for 15 minutes and left.
I saw this pic this morning of mountain bikers coming down a trail in Leadville 100 race.  The race is named for the town, which is named for Johnny 'Leadville' Brown, who just happened to have been married to this little girl named Molly.  You do know who I'm talking about, don't you?  The Unsinkable Molly Brown?  The one who survived the sinking of the Titanic?  Anyway, this is what it looks like when you're racing down a mountain trail in the Colorado Rockies.  Just thought some of you might like to know.

Could this be somewhat relevant to "The Body in the Well?"
Oh, and in case none of you have noticed, the GOP has found another dead horse to kick.  I'm talking about Joe and Hunter Biden.  They have always had this problem with dead horses, when they find one they just need to keep on kicking it.  They did it with Clinton and Lewinsky, and Clinton and Whitewater, and, most recently, Benghazi.  How many different hearings did they have on Benghazi?  Three?  Had they not lost the House during the mid-term elections, this is exactly where their focus would have been.  This is how they try and win elections, paint their opponents as being corrupt.  They so desperately want impeachment hearings in the Senate so they can call the witness they want.  Why, I saw yesterday that Miss Lindsey Graham has even applied to the Justice Department to begin an investigation on Joe and Hunter.  Why?  It's the only dead horse in sight and they're desperately trying to turn attention away from the hearings.  Yesterday Fiona Smith bitch slapped them into reality.  Ouch.

Ghostly

I guess it's Friday....  Life with a retail schedule is always confusing.

Lilly had a booboo paw yesterday.  She didn't want to put any pressure on her left paw... at first. This morning there seems to be little problem, but yesterday she was in 'needful sympathy' mode. 

This morning I get to interview for that COS position.  I guess I have a good chance at getting it.  Having been in management, I'd say the decision has already been made as to who they're going to move (since for me it wouldn't be a promotion).  If it's not me... well, that's fine.

There was a debate last evening.  I didn't watch any of it.  However, I guess the ratings are beginning to ratchet up.  People are beginning to pay attention.  They waited until the field began shrinking.    They let the process 'winnow the chafe' so to speak.  Evidently Julian Castro was aggressive...  He doesn't understand.  Most of the comments I saw were about the top three.  Did Steyer show up?  If he did, I wonder what he felt like knowing he's at the bottom of the barrel.

And evidently the Idiot Jerk had a rally in Baltimore... I suspect more lies leaked from that shitty mouth of his.  I know he made some sort of comment about Warren... this is to be expected.  He is going to ramp up his attacks as the number of candidates get smaller.  What we need to see, is those no longer in the race slowly begin to unify behind the remaining candidates... oh, and they need to start speaking out about the Idiot Jerk.  He doesn't do well with criticism.  That's right.  They need to begin to criticize. 

And, I've continued doing research while writing The Body in the Well.  Colorado and California lead the nations when it comes to ghost towns.  Did you know that Colorado alone has over 250?  And some of these towns were not small.  One boasted 18 saloons and 2 dance halls.  I find that amazing.  Here's a vid on Colorado ghost towns.  A bit of a disclaimer: this guys Top 10 don't exactly correlate with other Top 10 lists.  In fact there are quite a few which are better known than these 10.

The truth about Trail Ridge Road

So, how am I going to celebrate my Saturday?  My day off?  Well, there's laundry that needs to be done.  I don't know,  but for a single person I seem to wash my duds a lot.
Oh, and I'm going to go to my neighborhood Giant.  Occasionally I will stop in at my neighborhood Weis Market, but not so much now that they too no longer carry the 31.1 pound bags of Beneful.  That's how Purina makes their fiscal plan, give you less product and charge you the same price.
A bike ride is planned.  Yesterday I checked out Trail Ridge Road... it's 20 mile ride... all uphill!  Son of a bitch! My speed was a little over 8 miles an hour... I rode for 40 minutes... do the math.  It's in the Colorado Rockies.  This is what it looks like in the summer.

Oh, and they get snow there...  Here's a pic of Max cycling in the snow.

Of course, it isn't really Max, he's a fictional character, but you get the idea.  Speaking of Max, Louann Pomfrete, proprietress of the Rattler's Den Reptile and Snake Emporium has just told Eli that "sometimes God blesses us with a smart-ass just to prove He has a sense of humor."
Oh, and Bob posted something funny about Anthony Perkins and his views on evolution.  As an Evangelical shit bag, Anthony doesn't believe in evolution.  Nope, in his small mind nothing changes.  He is in deep denial even as the human species is fully demonstrating the evolutionary process.  Dominant genes are asserting themselves in regard to eye and skin color.  Anthony would rather read his Bible than educate himself on genetics because... well, genetics is saying he's not as superior as he desperately wants to believe.  He loves his ignorance.

38%

Well, here it is Saturday.  Outside the temps are a cool 59 (F) and there is no 'heat index' in the upcoming forecast.  At this point in the season, summer is 2/3 over and I, for one, am looking forward to the fall.
I've decided to call off work today.  I rode Red Rocks Amphitheater last evening, or at least 10.1 miles of the route and my legs are very sore. Going down the stairs to start the coffee was a bit of an issue.  For those who don't know, there is a very large, outdoor concert venue at Red Rocks.  There are a number of other attractions in the complex.  The complete cycling route is 13. some miles long with steep hills.  This morning my legs are sore.  Besides, I want to prep the X6.  I'm taking it out on the road early tomorrow, before traffic gets flowing.

It looks a bit biblical during concerts.

I'm surprised the Idiot Jerk in the White House hasn't tried to hold a rally there yet.
Right now he's enroute to the G7 where he's going to try and sell some snake oil to Boris Johnson and, of course, desperate Boris will buy it by the case.
And how about the stock market yesterday?  A number of articles I've ready have pointed out one glaring fact:  it didn't begin tanking when Powell said they weren't dropping the Prime Interest rate, nope, it was the Idiot Jerk in the White House increasing the tariffs on China that kicked it off the cliff.  Oops.  So, why did he raise them?  He's saying because China increased tariffs, but speculation is that it had more to do with Powell saying it's the trade wars that are screwing over the American Economy... you know?  Trade wars?
And as things get worse, more and more fingers are going to be pointed at those who put this dumb shit in power:  Racists, older white Americans, White Supremacists, and Evangelical Christians.  Only 38% of Americans approve of the job he is doing.  Now we know what groups make up that percentage.  We need to put them in the loony bin where they all belong.

Gaps in their logic

I was making my breakfast this morning and when I walked into the writing room (nee dining room) I discovered Seig has learned a new trick: how to turn the light on in the wine cooler by pressing his nose against the sensor.  Aren't dogs simply amazing?!
A position suddenly opened up yesterday that's attractive, a Customer Order Specialist.  There's a big however... however.  It has a nice, fixed schedule, Tuesday thru Saturday.  I know how to do the job, so there wouldn't be a lot of training.  However, it is a sitting position, meaning I'd spend all of my time sitting at a desk.  I'm a walker.  When I was a child, hyperactive would have been a good way to describe me and as an adult I'm pretty much the same.  I burn some of my energy off on the bike (12.2 miles yesterday), but I like moving around.  On an average day I get between 11,000 and 12,000 steps in at work.  So, I'll probably pass on this.
I saw where Walmart, the largest retailer in the United States, has chosen to take down their signage for violent video games because its conservative, billionaire owners prefer to point fingers at anything other than guns.  Brain dead Republicans love this.  They don't understand video games make billions of dollars annually.  If you ask one why, when millions and millions of violent video games are sold around the world, is it only America that has horrible problem with mass murders they will look at your stupidly.  Or they'll respond by saying something like "why would I be concerned with what happens in other countries?"  The truth is these people want to be sheep.  They want a shepherd to move them from pasture to pasture.  They don't like to think.  I suspect it's because they are missing some of their little, gray cells and trying to think is complicated by the gaps in their logic.
And for those interested in the progress of The Body in the Well... well, our heroes are now on horseback in a chapter called Ghost Towns of Colorado.  Yes, there are 'western' elements in this book as well as the ever present cycling elements.  Colorado is very conducive to both mountain biking and horseback riding.  Cars don't do well in the hills.

This is what I'm talking about

And I know some looked at the map of Rattler's Den I posted, but in truth the town is based a lot on what I remember Breckenridge to be like.  Yes, I spent a couple of weeks in Colorado Springs when I helped open up their Marriott hotel.  This is what Breckenridge looks like in the summer.

And no, that is not a pictures of the Rattler's Den Reptile and Snake Emporium.

In need of a palate cleanser

Well, it's Sunday.  Sometime last night I hit my 'hump moment.'  Unfortunately I slept through it and was unable to celebrate.  This is how life is; I've gotten used to it a long time ago.
I saw that a 'disgruntled' man killed 11 people in Virginia Beach.  That word bothers the hell out of me.  He was disgruntled, which means he was unhappy.  He was fed-up with the way things were going at his job.  So, instead of getting another job he got a gun.  He didn't specifically target those who had made him unhappy, he shot randomly.  One of his victims was in a car outside the municipal building.  Now eleven families have been traumatized, their grief is palpable, because he was angry... and he had a gun... with a lot of ammunition.  First off, he should not have had access to a weapon.  This mental instability of his did not just appear out of no where.  Gun laws are much stricter in France.  You need to pass a psychological test before being issued a gun permit.  In the United States, however, we have sanctified the Holy Gun.  Secondly, where the hell were this man's supervisors and his co-workers?  Disgruntled people don't hide the fact that they're angry.  They don't bake cookies and take them into work one day, and the next go in and shoot people.  People don't just snap.  There are always signs.  When you see them in a co-worker, you need to bring it to someone's attention.  This means you need to care about the mental state of people you work with because if you don't, instead of packing lunch some morning they might pack a gun.  This doesn't mean you need to like them, but you do need to care about their emotional stability because your life might be at risk if you don't.
Now for something different.  The honeysuckle is exploding all over my back fence... unfortunately I have not been able to take pictures yet... be patient.
And since the next book is going to take place in the ghost towns of the Colorado Rockies, I thought I'd toss this out on this Sunday morning.  Here's a little palate cleanser.
Can anyone guess which one of my characters is going to end up buying a pair of chaps?

Crazy competition

Thursday, the last of my 3 days off in a row.  Then I get to go back to work for 4 days, have a day off, work for 4, have two days off, work 5 and have another 3 days off in a row.  That last 3 days just happens to be the Labor Day weekend.  Labor Day is our last big sale until Black Friday.  Holidays are very difficult to get off due to all of the 'footsteps' in the store.  Retail is all about making money.
I got a lot done yesterday... really I did.  Wacked and mowed the lawn.  Ride on the bike.  Took the dogs for a walk in the park.  Drove to Karns to by them bones (my local Giant no longer sells them).  Finished playing a video game (Dishonored 2).  The game was fun, though a little short, and as a result a little unfulfilling.  Most likely they decided to call it 2 because it was a little too long to be considered DLC.  Since it wasn't full price, I don't have a problem with that.
I saw on Bloomberg this AM that the Idiot Jerk quite often cites praise from the "anonymous business man" at his rallies.  He claims to have had dinner with this dude, and this unknown dude has told the Idiot Jerk he's doing a great job and to keep up the good work.  If this missing dude is so pleased with the Idiot Jerk, why doesn't he say so publicly, let the world know how greatly he appreciates our phony president?  The answer to that is simple.  There is no missing, unknown, anonymous, business man.  This is just another lie.  What else is new.
And I see the Colorado baker is back in court, something about his refusing to bake a cake for a transgender individual.  Taking him to court over and over again is not the answer to this problem.  He is not going to change.  Crazy Christians are going to continue to buy his cakes and keep him in business.  If you want to beat this guy, the only way to do so successfully is to start stomping on his wallet.  Some nice gay or lesbian needs to open a bakery a few blocks away, sell cakes that are just as tasty, just as beautiful, and are less expensive.  You see, one of the things about Crazy Christians is that they see money as a blessing.  The more they earn, the more they are blessed.  Holding onto that money is just as important.  This is obvious because they place so much importance on "my."  You know?  My money. My Taxes.  My Religion.  They will see a good deal on a wedding cake as a blessing and so they will go to the competition.  Sure, a few Crazies will cling to him, but they are not going to keep his income from dwindling.  As his bank account shrinks he will get angry.  He will pray for his blessings to return.  They will not.  In the end he will close his doors.  He will fail because in his beliefs "my" became so much more important that "you."  This is a really big problem for Evangelicals.

That decision

This is my Friday!!!
Still waiting for Blogger to fix their email issue.  As it is, I no longer get a notification when someone leaves a comment.  The only way I see comments is to actually go into the blog, which means my response time might be a little slow.
And... of course, everybody is shrieking about the Supreme Court decision yesterday siding with the Colorado baker who refused to back a cake for a gay couple.  This was a terrible decision, however if you look at what was said, especially by those challenging the baker, you can understand why this decision was reached.  The attorneys representing the gay couple, and their rights, did not specifically go after the baker and his cherry picked beliefs, they went after religion.  Even though they used personal pronouns, their specific attacks were not about his bias, or his discrimination, but rather the religion he used to justify his refusal.  This baker has a history of not baking wedding cakes for gay couples.  This was not the first time he has done this.  That should have been their focal point, not religion.  They failed to prove that he, himself was the problem.  Seven justices voted against them.  That's a lot.  Gay rights took a step backwards because they chose to go after his 'freedom of religion' rather than his prejudice.  The baker alone was the problem and they needed to prove this... and didn't.  Fools.
Anyway, the weather outside is very nice.  I'm almost tempted to take a personal day, but I work instead.
I did a Cyclops 30 minute workout this AM - Holy Shit.  My legs are all gummy.  I rode 8.32 miles.  I had to laugh.  I was riding along with Tyler Stein, listening to music in my earbuds, when I realized he was actually talking to you about the ride.  Of course I couldn't hear what he was saying.

Here's a fun fact.  From what I saw, Tyler and I sweat about the same amount during a ride.