To Each His Own Ride Report
Nothing beats degenerate bebop music to put me in a holiday mood
Three times this week Barrack Obama used "insulation" and "sexy" in the same sentence.
Fine by me, but I wonder if seeing Susan T playing da' blues might change his mind about spun fibreglass. Yowser.
Brett and I found dry roads and summer-like conditions on the way up Sunshine today. The descent, however, was another matter; when we rolled to a stop at 4th, we agreed they call it December for a reason.