More work to do......

on saving Suzuki. Now that Amy is out of play, SS is still trying to decide between an internet porn amateur, i.e. Coco from Chandler or a full on reality skank. It is a tough call, but I hear Daisy's uncle is a tough mug.

Decisions Decisions.

Saved....

I saved Shane's marriage this weekend.

While it may have seemed like my ill timed meltdown was a ride ruining shit bomb, it was actually divine intervention.

Let me explain.



This past weekend, the Long Island Lolita, Amy Fisher, was stripping at Score's on the island of E'ville. While this does not sound like anything all that enticing, short of meeting Coco from Chandler, this was the holy grail for the S man. He had plans of talking Amy into running away together on a screaming Suzuki 450, with nothing but mud in their wake and sex tapes in their future.

My implosion delayed Shane's arrival at Scores and some Joey Buttafuoco look alike had beaten him to the punch. Now he is stuck focusing on Coco.

Doing the lords work,

The Enmark

Here come the MIB's.....

Me and the club century don't get along. I have done some other centuries this year, last year, and years prior with no problems, but whenever it is a club century---not so much. Poor Shane has to go get treated for radiation exposure tonight after the catastrophic nuclear blast that let go near Dale, IN today. Worst part? The wind was in your face for the rest of the ride. I am sure that the rapid 12 mph pace I was rippin' was impressive for tricycle racing, but it sucked for getting home.

Now the worst part....



These two were waiting to speak with me in my driveway about the UFO crash in Dale...

Breaking News Flash!!!!!!

A few weeks ago, Skip was allegedly attacked by a motorist while on a Saturday group ride. It was the day before Easter, so knowing that most people were going to be forced into family obligations, angry motorists seemed like a realistic thing to encounter. His story was quite plausible.

According to his account, he was putting a jacket away, or such, he was stopped and berated by a motorist for riding on the road. He was threatened with physical violence and felt lucky to escape. Luckily for Skip, he was unharmed, able to resume his Saturday ride and eventually, with a shit load of solo riding, regain contact with the group.

I did some digging into the police blotter from that weekend and found a disturbing piece that has raised question with Skips account. It leads me to believe that the massive effort to regain the group was not so much about completing the ride with the group, but was actually about runnin' from the law.

It turns out the the motorist was driving a Volvo wagon. After obsessing over a Volvo wagon and being under the pressure of family commitments surrounding Easter weekend, Skip must have snapped. According to police reports, an angry cyclist attacked a Volvo driving motorist at a stop sign in northern Evansville. The cyclist attempted to carjack the Volvo, first trying to put his bike on the roof and then attempting to remove the occupants from the vehicle. Witness's stated that the cyclist in question continually beat on the glass, tried to take the vehicle and upon realizing that the carjacking had gone awry, remounted his bicycle and left in a cloud of dust and anger.

He could be heard spouting for miles, "All I wanted was a Volvo wagon"

The investigation is ongoing.

Are you part of the problem????

I have figured out how to fix the economy.

Skip has money. He won't use it, but he has it. It is time for him to pump some coin back in....





Tell the old lady you are coming home with these Skip. You are doing it for your country, for your fellow man. Be an American.

You need to pick up these, your S3 and a Volvo......and man up. I will talk to the SRAM guys and get you a price on the pimped Volvo.