Busy day today, so here's this morning's dose of bike lore from 2011:
Heh, remember forums? (fora? never took Latin) So much more civilized than today's antisocial media platforms, all optimized for engagement (read: what we used to call flame wars).
Look, that's about all I got for today. Broke a spoke on the Straggler yesterday; finished the ride and then Kevin had it all fixed before noon (Skunk Monkeys, 41 Market St., Apalach; recommended). One silver spoke on a wheel of black spokes, the bike is beginning to show some lived-in character. The new clothes washer will be here shortly today, and brother do I ever have a pile of shorts and jerseys to wash. Life is good.
Graphic? Oh OK, here's one sort of relating to bikes, broken spokes, and dental implants.
Well, maybe be a little stupid. At least, enough to have some fun.
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