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09-18-09, 01:00 PM
While I know that it violates the 1st commandment-"Thou shalt keep holy the pie day ride"-unfortunate circumstances will keep me from riding tomorrow. (prior engagement)
So it was that I woke up this morning with the sweet siren call of pie echoing through whats left of my brain. The choices were either the M@M cafe, a shorter ride, or Irma's, longer but traditional. My legs being weak, cowardly and without heart, argued for the M@M. My stomach, however, being a strong believer in tradition, held out for Irma's. Stomach trumps legs and off to Irma's I went.
A beautiful morning for a ride, it was cool with only a moderate wind. The ride up was made even easier by the thought of pie. I was not disappointed. The dutch apple was excellent and I was not so proud that I was unwilling to lick the plate. The ride home was without event not even a dog bite this time and I made it back in time to join a fellow worker for lunch. There a happy hour was spent ragging about our boss who we treat much better than he deserves.
A beautiful day, a good ride and a great piece of pie. There are times when life is truly sweet. Hope everyone else has a great ride as well.
So it was that I woke up this morning with the sweet siren call of pie echoing through whats left of my brain. The choices were either the M@M cafe, a shorter ride, or Irma's, longer but traditional. My legs being weak, cowardly and without heart, argued for the M@M. My stomach, however, being a strong believer in tradition, held out for Irma's. Stomach trumps legs and off to Irma's I went.
A beautiful morning for a ride, it was cool with only a moderate wind. The ride up was made even easier by the thought of pie. I was not disappointed. The dutch apple was excellent and I was not so proud that I was unwilling to lick the plate. The ride home was without event not even a dog bite this time and I made it back in time to join a fellow worker for lunch. There a happy hour was spent ragging about our boss who we treat much better than he deserves.
A beautiful day, a good ride and a great piece of pie. There are times when life is truly sweet. Hope everyone else has a great ride as well.