Ninja Hello/Gbye Pillage=bittersweet. snarfle. snarf, snaarrf. Who will fill the ninja void? Answer: no one. Everything is such an effing travesty. Ok, so we rode many miles, had many beers, laughs, and hurdled thru the treacherous wasteland of VA Rt 50/Arlington Blvd. offramps to Columbia Pike (never again...because in the end I think Rt 50 swallowed Spud. Spud, where you at?). Lebowski rules; Narnia's for tools. And I (easily) got Noah to get into a garbage can. Awesome pillage, Ninja. We're all sad to see you go.

BOo to you losers who didn't show up. You suck. Redeem thyself:

*Sunday SUNDAY Sunday*
January 22
Haines Ride, 2nd edition
10 am, and I don't want to hear no guff!
Meet near the first tennis court parking lot, near Tourmobile World Headquarters!
If you arrive late, ride counter clockwise to find "us," the royal "we," the editorial...
Bring 1.5 Sacajewea dollars fer awesome grilled cheese afterward, Club House, noonish.
New people always welcome. It's fun. We're nice. You'll see.

Anyway, tomorrow I will have a lot of 'roid rage to work out after having to be at work for the better part of today when it's 65 degrees out. Get out and enjoy it if you can. Out, cat.

Pics are up now.