chapter 31: a bad day for pussy

During my ride today, heading into Fairhill, and on the short journey from the trail end to my front door, I past not one, not two, but three frozen solid dead assed cats on the side of the road.

It was kinda weird. Made me think that for a moment it must have been cat hunting season, you know with trucks here in Cecil County. At first I thought the third one was a raccoon, but after closer inspection it was indeed a cat. Poor little frozen face.

I was on this cleansing diet for a while. To me that meant I better have the right supplies. The old one ply they have at work just wouldn't get it done, especially if the diet proved to be as cleansing as I thought it might. Luckily, it wasn't. But I digress, I took in my own roll of double ply in for comfort reasons. You might remember I have a sensitive ass. I used it a couple of times, and put it in my cubby for safe keeping at the ole clog factory.

Friday morning, after doing some business in the executive conference room, I looked down on the roll, to find my roll of double ply all hooked up, and down to the final few squares. WTF!!! You know it's bad enough when some bastard steals my hungry man chicken fried steak and potatoes out of the freezer, or my encore family size egg plant parm, but to take a man's double ply TP is way, way over the line. I think I'm gonna have a camera installed over my cubby. God damn Toilet paper thieves.

There have been a number of questions in the last couple of months asking me to put up some bike poor and talk about my bikes. So here they are :

Gay UPS Truck by SPOT BRAND

Meanie Greenie by SPOT BRAND

Baby Bike by Howard Brown;

A Bike by FORT FRAMES

B Bike by FORT FRAMES

Tool by FIL

Fixie by Cannondale and McDonald's drive thru

I'm not really a tech guy so I couldn't really tell you the stuff I have on them, or even how much they weigh. I really love all of them, and Rick and Roger at Henry's take loving care of them when I knock them around so much that they need that kind of attention. The spots ride like a dream, the forts are an advantage on the cross course, everything else has a job to do, and they all perform them flawlessly. Not to much bling bling, I save that for my toaster.

respect.

fatmarc