What I live for

Well I live for many things but at the top of that list would have to be my beautiful wife. After dealing with this freakish spring and the start of the Alaska Bar convention along with the day to day struggle to survive I would have to put her at the top of that list before steel bikes and clearing a "tweener" with more then five minutes to spare. Every day I'm reminded of the many reasons I fell in love with her and why I broke the "no dating lawyers" rule. Cheryl, this is my public love letter to you.

4/25

That's all I have to say about today

Thoughts on BBQ during a weird "spring and a visit to a nice town

So, Sunday I've got the urge for some serious barbecue the slow smoked kind. Yes, a brisket! It occurs to me I'd do this about once a month if there were more bike messengers in town. I'd have to purchase some meat free grates and come up with something for the dam vegans. For brother or sister messengers I'd make that extra effort. I most likely won't do that when we throw a barbecue for friends, bar buddies and people we know from work. I'll have some stuff they can eat. I don't dislike vegans after all. I just don't see myself making that extra effort to accommodate them at a barbecue. A bike messenger barbecue would be an entirely different matter. A bike messenger thing should be as inclusive as possible at least for other bike messengers and their companions.

This got me thinking about a visit to Seattle last month where spring was in full effect. What terrific hosts the messenger of that city were both to me and my wife. Thank you.One of the nice things about Seattle. The coffee shop where a lot of the messengers go is located real close to Cheryl's favorite stores. Hitting Nordstrom's or Sephora, want coffee, look for some bike messengers. That's the place to get it.
This also had me thinking about what terrific hosts the messengers in just about every messenger city I've visited were too . Thank you as well.

Shouldn't it be spring?

It should be spring but winter is hanging around like a Mormon missionary with an Amway franchise. BTW in that last picture is the " Volvo of death" avoid this vehicle at all costs. I am not in anyway speaking ill of AMS, just if you see this car get the fuck out of the way. Trust me, have I ever lied to you before.