episode 152: a nice weekend.

Whoonu is a game by the makers of cranium. The basic gist of the game is to take a series of cards which have activities or items on them. A group of people hand a card with said activity or item written on them, to one person. The person then ranks the items or said activities 1-5 or how many players you have in the game. The person "who knows" the most about people playing the game wins, or who ever choose the activity that was closed to the person's favorite gets the most points. Confused? think that's sounds kinda lame?

yeah it was. that was until Rotten Rob, Chunky Monkey, Breyla-lal, Der Jan, Zayne Bronze (formerly wes t. conqueror ) and yours truly( fatmarc w/ lefty and kevin) are unleashed upon it. After some basic modifications to the activity/item cards, the game has an entirely new meaning, is all of a sudden goes from lame, to funny as hell.

Examples of modifications:

petting zoo to heavy petting zoo

keeping a journal to keeping a sex journal

state fairs to sleeping with state fair carneys

Olympics to getting gold at the special Olympics

Frisbee to Frisbee golf

toast to getting toasted

rain to purple rain

sharks to trouser sharks

getting dressed up to getting dressed up in drag

rodeos to dirty Sanchez rodeos

t-shirts to Frank Zappa Kappa T-shirts

and of course my personal favorite:

sushi to "pink" sushi

juvenile? perhaps, but it was still pretty damn funny.

The weekend was a damn pretty good one. Saturday had Zayne Bronze and I competed in the Delaware State TT championship two man division. Against some pretty tough competition we had a damn pretty nice ride. We finished 12 miles in 25:15, good enough for 4th place. For those counting at home that's an average of 28 mph. That folks was Eddie Merckx style. (no aero equipment). Although I suggested that Zayne pull the entire time, and I sit on his wheel, but we actually ended up rotating through pretty damn consistently. That worked out well. Blair Blair and DDdub took the "w" even after both racing the individual TT. Sick fast guys. Following the TT, Blair swam here:

yeah, he might be growing gills soon.

30 seconds a head of us were Ed and Rolf from guys, 15 seconds ahead of us were the burrito boys, der Jan and Jay Z.

Rotten Rob took second in the de class on his "ghetto prom " fixed gear.

I'm really not sure that bike is even legal.

Fitzy, my Spot Brand- Twin Six brother rocked it too.

Following the TT a number of us headed down to the Tap Room in Chesapeake City for some fine crab destruction. The beer was cold and the crabs hot, as we enjoyed a great time with DDub, der Jan, Jay Z, Monkey, Zayne Bronze and I. (fatmarc w. lefty and kevin)

Sunday:

Fairhill, the race that I have labeled my personal Paris Roubiax, my own personal curse, the race where I traditionally just shit the bed, and crash and burn. So much so Todd let me know on Tuesday that I wouldn't be a factor and something would go wrong for sure. We all laughed.

I have been training pretty exclusively on the ole gay ups truck, and in fact cleaned her up expecting to race her at fairhill, but when I went into the garage this morning and she had a flat, I just grabbed meanie greenie and rolled over to the race with Zayne Bronze.

At the end of the day, I got 10th. Not the greatest, but the suck knob was out of control either.

I had fun, I rode pretty well. I made my check points 7 minutes ahead of schedule and finished the race 6 minutes faster than I expected. I had fun, and aside from burping my rear tire early, and having to ride on much less pressure than i would have liked, well- f it, I did my best, the result isn't that great but screw it, it's been that kinda a year.

In fact, it's my third best ride at fairhill ever. I left everything I had on the course , I'll take it going away and walk away with a smile.

props to Todd (el presidente) who crushed and ended up on the podium with a 3rd place ride.

Guess he was right on Tuesday, glad I stayed the hell out of his way.

All in all a really good weekend, don't have much to complain about at all. My spring season is now over, as I have some personal stuff to tend to and by the time I get clear of that, I'll be thinking about that other silly racing.

stay in school.

hide from zombies.

respect.

fm