210: if you twist and turn...

I’ve always been a fan on Deer Park’s half priced nachos. Wednesday nights never were so cheap and tasty. I’ll admit, as far as nachos go, they were pretty far down on my list of solid nacho trays. Truth is there were really pretty pedestrian as far as nachos go, but hell for half price, how could you pass them up? I am very pleased to report that last weds, we hit the half priced nachos, and holy crap Deer Park has upgraded their Nachos!! Still probably not the best in town, but way better than that McGlynn’s knock off crap they’ve been serving for years. The half price nacho deal is an even greater deal now!! I was so stoked.

How long has it been since bands made albums that were good to listen to. I mean really good. Although I’m a huge fan of MP3’s I have to admit the format has all but killed albums. I mean who buys entire albums anymore? Cherry pick the tracks, pick the hits, pick the one’s you like and bag the filler.

Well, this week I have been on a steady diet of U2’s Unforgettable Fire. This 80’s masterpiece is in my opinion their best work, and each song I listen to I go, “wow, I love that song” and the next one comes “wow, that’s even better”… This album was right before U2 really was captured by the public eye and I can remember as a kid thinking, “this is unlike anything I have ever heard before in my life, this is So much better than the crap I have been listening too…” I know punk rockers always kill U2, “they wish they were the clash” just like most Cyclist I know would say Armstrong is an ego maniacal ass. Regardless, I love this record. Armstrong is a limelight loving punk...

heard the sonic youth cover of the carpenter's superstar this week. I think it's on the Juno soundtrack. cool in a creepy kinda way. Leads me to ask the question who's creepier sonic youth or the carpenters.

Diane and I went out to the frozen trails of Middle Run last night. Diane doesn’t have the best night vision, and even with a helmet light that coal miners would be proud to have, she doesn’t do a ton of night riding. This was a treat for me. We picked our way through the trails, riding them like we were kids again. You know, patient and slow up the hills, and ripping the downs…

Something very pure about that for me. Very pure, like Back in 1991, only our bikes weren’t nearly as cool, and our lights were really bad. Still, I find most things get better, more refined with age, and our riding last night was another example of that. So much fun. So much fun.

anyway, Diane and I have halfers today, we're going for a ride...

respect.
faticus