Causality, ain't that a bitch.

I am leaving for an extended bike tour tomorrow, and my heart is heavy with the actions of others around me. I have allowed them to rent space in my head, and my heart, for far too long. Why? My own ego. In my huberus, I assumed that others could see me as I see myself. They could feel the pain of the loss of my wife the way that I feel the pain. Terribly foolish of me.

In truth, family and friends have their own egos, wrapped up in their own affairs, and soon after an event, will spin willy nilly back off into the orbits of their own lives. Just as I have done.

Don't get me wrong, rude is rude, and heartless uncompassionate actions against an already injured person is about the lowest form of cowardice I can imagine. So to those persons I say this, enjoy your lives. Be healthy, prosperous, I wish you the best. I just need you to remove yourselves from the orbiting bits of mortality that comprise my life.

On a lighter note, I will have a traveling companion for my ride. We met at Office Depot, and have ridden a few times together. A willing model for photos, knows when to shut up and just pedal, never gripes about the weather, and one helluva bike mechanic. I'll have picks after the tour.

I think I need to go food shopping today. Good lookin woman stabbed her man with a spork. That's pretty raw.

Next ticket......independent

Life and art are one.......

Out of bad, man can creat good. Witness the gift of music, written by an artist inspired by a theif.
http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=KKOWmPMrmsQ&feature=player_embedded

Now this - http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=lkwh4ZaxHIA&feature=player_embedded

- is one helluva commitment move.

Fall is in the air, the heat and humidity have abated. This is the week on the other end of Summer where things are disturbingly perfect weather wise. And so, a camping one must go. No reservations, just roll up and take potluck. Hurray for chance.

Douchebag of the Universe Winners are in.........

Congratulations to Josh Bentzen and Marissa Overby for winning the intergalactic "Douchebag of the Universe (of the Year {Planetary Earth Solar}) Awards. They qualified for the award by stealing bicycles from their "friends", Josh and Paul from Bikes Limited. A special second award goes to Josh, for spraypainting an expensive custom frame with a rattle can, deluxe appliance white. As their reward, they will receive free lodging and three meals a day provided by the La Crosse Sheriff"s Hotel.

Why did the raccoon cross the road?

He didn't. Place rimshot here. But seriously folks, how about technology these days? Something I realized today on my ride to work is that just because a person is standing on the sidewalk, waving their arms and having an animated conversation with nothing does not necessarily infer that their ballon has come untetherd. As I rode closer, the person continued their bizare behaviour, right close to where I must pass. What's the first rule we all ignore about crazy street people? Yep, "Don't make eye contact!". Well, I had to at least look. Relief ran through me like a warm emetic. Bluetooth headset, safe. Zip, and I was past. Event for the day I suppose.