Meh-ry Christmas.
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The USPS can blow me.
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.
One for Sunday from Cary
One for the weekend from Ghostship Matt.
Well lookie who doesn’t know his schedule.
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.”
A few for the weekend, and pretty much the entire following week.
For your enjoyment, please use the following sound tracks.
track 1.
track 2.
(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.
“My spirit animal is a hamburger.”
If you’ve ever found yourself wondering what the world looks like from my perspective, this video representation that Mitch Kline sent on, just about sums it up;
There is very little that I love more in life…
Ahhhh bloody hell.
I tell you- My break out season is just suffering blow after blow, but like with most things, I’m well aware that they could always be worse;
