shouldn't have invaded the blogosphere in the first place.At least our feet our warm, thanks to some new swag from Darron at The Sock Site. (Don't you love that "we" stuff? I sometimes like to pretend I have a staff. I even talk to them. Sometimes, they talk to me. Really. I don't care what the doctors say.) Ya gotta love a guy who hooks up bloggers with free mountain-biking socks. Good stuff. Check it out.
Now, if only he could call somebody at Surly and say, "Hey, you should send my man Tim a Pugsley frame."
Ah, hell, if I had a Pugs, I might lose my mind and join all those crazy folks beating themselves against the Iditarod Trail this weekend during the Susitna 100. Better to stick with my plan of fleeing phones, mailboxes and my indoor trainer, and running off with my wife to a nice hotel. Where it's warm.
Good luck to all the competitors. Come back with good memories, and all the toes you left with.
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Stay the course General Woody!
When the blogosphere stands up, you'll stand down.
You're blogging them over there, so you don't have to blog them over here.
Blog Accomplished
The blogosphere is in its final throes, if you will...
You know where the blogs are. They're in the area around Tikrit and Baghdad and east, west, south and north somewhat.
It is unknowable how long the blogging will last. It could last six days, six weeks. You doubt six months...
It's warm down here, Woody.
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