There Is No Political Solution To Our Troubled Evolution Have No Faith In Constitution There Is No Bloody Revolution We Are Spirits In The Material World Are Spirits In The Material World We Are Spirits In The Material World Are Spirits In The Material World Our So Called Leaders Speak With Words They Try To Jail You They Subjugate The Meek But It's The Rhetoric Of Failure
The Police
Spirits in the Material World 1981
BIKE NIGHT:
The theme for this particular Friday before the 4th was International Culture Ride. Odd? But hey , we went for it and so stoked that we did. Roll On
The Blue Z even made a rare appearance and hung out afterwards at the Old Lowell School House. Super entertaining catching up with folks and what nots. Plus , it is rather special ringing bicycle bells and shouting out HAPPY FRIDAY to everyone along Main Street. Yahoooo00000
I paid homage to the International Ride by supporting my 2000 Sydney Olympic shirt and The Dude went full on Aussie 101. We never plan our outfits but we tend to land in the same lane. Twins
There was a mini car club over at Enstrom Candies earlier in the evening. I pealed off from the group to grab a couple of quick snaps for Robert. He loves them thar old vehicles. CLICK
ORTHO:
In the office a lot and some weeks , just the right amount. All sessions have been completely normal and those random curve balls have subsided. Finally. Working on a client that registered for the LEAD Challenge series. Amazing
Leadville offers up a number events all season long as that town relies on tourist dollars. If you have never heard of this miners town , Leadville sits at 10,000 feet plus and is the home of the famous Leadville 100. The LEAD Challenge consists of a marathon running , a 50 mile MTB , 50 mile trail run , the 100 mile MTB race with racers from all over the world , the very next day a 10K run , and then the monstrous 100 mile trail run one weekend later. Jaw Dropping
You're a flipping stud if you finish anyone of these races throughout the summer but to tackle them all in the same season is flat out awesome. And yes , I am using that word correctly here because there is an element of fear and loads of unknowns. As a side rant here - I hear the word Awesome all the flipping time and its used improperly under most cases. The word awesome has an attachment of fear involved. Want an example?? Landing on the moon was AWESOME. Anyway , the client is a great person , has an incredibly built frame , and knows just about everything about musicians and touring bands. Commonalities
THE 4th LESS:
July 4th was just plan A$$ eerie. The Friday before the fourth was a ghost town around GJ. After working , I rode every side street without stopping between streets. The Mighty Colorado Stream was empty and that was weird. Not a single paddle board to mention. The Main City Fireworks at Stoker Stadium were canceled and there was this untoned edginess afloat. The humans that stuck around projected an almost zombie like vibe to them. I guess we deserve it because we have a pumpkin leading our nation without any real leadership skills. Reassuring
But seriously , this Fourth of July will stick with me forever and I wish that The Boy Dog was alive to witness the absence of fireworks. As in no neighborhood poppers. No gun shot to be heard. Very Strange
Was planning to ride today and snap off a few photos of the river to update you all but the smokey valley is toxic. GJ is currently leading the state of Colorado in poor air quality at the moment. Even with my mask , riding doesn't sound appealing right now. Yuck
Now , as for these randomly inserted photos here. A certain someone turned 8 and we made our way down to the Gelato shop. My first taste of Gelato by the way. But this story really isn't about a birthday or the scoops. This entry here covers this eclectic parlor. Like WoW
This place was nothing at all like I imagined. Imagined??? Hell , wasn't expecting much at all. I was just along for the ride as I am the Grand Uncle and Graat Uncles are the coolest. Right
And yes the smoke sucks. Yes , the fires suck. Yes , aging sucks. Yes to all of it. But it is just another day now isn't it. One step at at time. Or , like Madness , One Step Beyond
Not sure when I will be adding to this blog as July is full. Like full speed ahead. I know that I am going to wake up and it will be Thanksgiving. Think of it this way , Halloween is only three flipping months away. Yes , the NFL starts next month. Yes , my oldest Grand Nephew is 10 now. Sh&t Fire
And to add a little salt crystal into the wound , laceration in this case , busted out the black light. For the poster , maybe yes. Maybe No
When the girls were around 12 , 13 , or 14 ish , we talked about dates but none of us fossils could remember. For the girl's X-Mas gift , I painted this foosball table with black light paints , the late night set up was a hoot as well. I meticulously pimped out the players with opposite patterns , trimmed out each goal , added symbols to each surface corner of the table , highlighted the scoring numbers , and wrote out all four family members names on the legs of the table as well. The Dude , Suzzanne , Kalinderrrrrrs , and Hailey
After dinner , we obviously set world records in the living room. You know it , hoop jumping records were set. Oh Baby
Have Yourself A Marvelous Month ,
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