The Truth

Whaddaya know, it's raining!

So that's why Kevin and I aren't out riding.

Well, not really.

1) I haven't put the fixed tire back on my bike yet.

2) I am still sooooooooo tired and I don't know why.

3) Kevin went drinking instead. Hard choice, I know.

So Radiohead plays (new soundtrack?); chicken noodle soup settles in my stomach; Neil and I consider which golf course to make fools of ourselves on this weekend.

In Portugal, Dave pretends to be on vacation while swinging business deals.

T-MINUS A FEW DAYS TO MONTREAL for Clem and Lisa.

Doug is home cleaning out The Sauna.

Thanks to Bill for checking in.

Phong will climb to the saddle this weekend, but likely without me.

Take 'er away, boys:

Drying up in conversation
You will be the one who cannot talk
All your insides fall to pieces
You just sit there wishing you could still make love
They're the ones who'll hate you
When you think you've got the world all sussed out
They're the ones who'll spit at you
You will be the one screaming out

It's the best thing that you've ever had
The best thing that you've ever, ever had
It's the best thing that you've ever had
The best thing you've had has gone away.