Fuck it, let’s go ride bikes.
Hey friends, Greggers here.
The dirty south is really…ummm? Southern? This ain’t no Minneapolis-bike-love-hipster-bullshit. Almost No Bike Lanes, Too Much Spandex, and a Shit Load of Trails.
I guess it could be worse… and there’s this.
Been super bored for some reason. “Working” and driving too much. I’m privileged beatnik these days, stone-cold rep’n.
Met some rad dudes last week went here. WEIRD.AWESOME.COM/WTF
Saw this guy
And some of these guys
and this dude...
Sanity? It’s getting tough to come by these days. What’s a boy to do?
Fuck it, let’s go ride bikes.
Been schleppin’ my Troll through the city. Well…cities, plural. It the best way to get a taste of what’s crackin’.
Got the blues? Here is my advice.
Ditch work. Remove telephone from ear hole. Pack Beers. Eat Candy. Pedal.
Hugs.
Greggers
