The Motels, Robin Lane and the Chartbusters, Letters to Cleo, 10000 Maniacs. It's an 80's and 90's revival. Then on my way home from Brucie's super-bowel party I heard the Del Fuegos. I need to grab some of them and the Atlantics. And I finally broke down and bought a TV. Actually a new monitor with a built-in digital tuner. Don't worry, it's not like I'm getting cable. No new bikes though. Well, not directly anyway. I just dropped $2700 on dental work, and we're not even halfway there yet. But my new dentist is a rider, Velonews in the waiting room! I didn't even know it was a magazine and not a newspaper anymore. Anyway, he has me in the chair and he's telling me about his new Superfly 29'er singlespeed. I can't talk back, but of course I'm thinking that without the wealth transfer taking place at that instant, the thing could have been mine. Just shut up and smile. I know this is weak, but it's been a week. Thanks for all the comments on the last post, and thanks for reading.
Update - I almost forgot this addition. Should be Gewilli's theme song. Except for the low lead. "Gimme three gallons of biodiesel" just doesn't have the same rhyme to it.
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