In regards to Saturday’s video, I received a whole array of responses ranging from heart felt thanks to “you ruined my whole weekend”.
Plucked off of The Heavy Pedal.
There is no substitution for love and no replacement for the uncompromised and unfaltering commitment that a fuzzy buddy can provide.
The Melvin’s might not be your cup of tea, but there is no denying the brilliance of Coady Willis and Dale Crover’s synchronized chaos.
Here’s to egg nog hangovers and not burning down your Christmas tree.
Here I am on the tail end of a vacation and I return to an assortment of emails saying that AHTBM products that I sent so far have done the opposite of arriving.
Alright.. ‘An assortment’ is an overstatement. I actually only got two, but that’s not cool. Fear not, supporters of the Black Market. I’ll make good.
Or as he puts it “Kryptonite for kid haters”.
If he was my kid, I’d slap him until he learned the lyrics.
In my family I’m the only one who’s allowed to be mediocre.
And to celebrate not getting crushed beneath the weight of my own gluttony.
So, making the erroneous assumption that I was leaving town for the week on Sunday, I had all but battened down the hatches, when Mrs. Kinevil came in the door and said “Christ man, I’ve told you four times.. We’re leaving on Monday.”
For your enjoyment, please use the following sound tracks.
(Video courtesy of C.O.B.R)
And second from JT, in honor of this weekend in particular comes this slice of history.
Brilliant, illuminating, and not a soul ruining the races for anyone;
Finally, I wanna congratulate my ace homie Gina Hall for coming out of nowhere and nailing the masters Women’s race this weekend.
Once a killer, always a killer.
Photo taken (obviously not in Bend) by Steven Woo.
Gina, the next time we cross paths, burritos are on me.