Memorial Day

So what a memorial day, me and Maria start it out with a 20 mile tandem ride, breakfast at the neighborhood cafe and explored some parks in the stp that we don't usually get to. Then we came home about noon, and I was like "It's gettin hot in herrre and I have the perfect beer for today in the fridge." (Breckenridge Summerbright Ale). Its a perfect lawnmower beer as Maria says, light and cold. So I had three of them and got real tired before we went to Murphy Hanrehan.
"Hey Hanrehan! Suzanne sucks pussy! hey, Hanrehan! She's a dyke! I know! I Know! A lesbian! A lesbian! " Thats all I could think about while we were there. If you know what movie that is you really score some points.

So yesterday I had to stop and change clothes three times on my half hour commute. I put my coat on when it started to shower, then my pants when it really started to rain 5 minutes later, and finally when the sun came back out another five minutes later and my damp denim shorts inside of plastic rain pants turned the environment inside my pants into an odd mixture of sauna and terrarium. Sometimes you just can't win.

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