Sunday, March 22, 2009
Same as it ever was
Saturday night’s burn barrel fiesta was just as much fun as the first, especially after our lost rider showed up. We might have gone looking for her if someone had bothered to notice she was missing before the beer was opened. (It’s not that we don’t care, Kathy. It’s just that we have so much confidence in your survival and route-finding skills. And we really like beer.)
It’s time for the annual thanks to Rio for making the whole thing happen. If he didn’t round us up once in a while to ride bikes and drink beer, we’d all be left to ... well, ride bikes and drink beer, but without a pile of people to do it with, and without our glowing shrine.
This season’s history.
How long until next winter?