tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7835882.post3308593467975682532..comments2007-02-08T07:44:54.092-06:00meganhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/10452962565254320332noreply@blogger.comBlogger3125tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7835882.post-76616018650525441652007-01-21T13:11:00.000-06:002007-01-21T13:11:00.000-06:00if you kiss that thing it'll turn into a prince....<br /><br />peace out, yo!bluecolnagohttp://www.blogger.com/profile/11146131446732741757noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7835882.post-79014427039582103872007-01-21T09:57:00.000-06:002007-01-21T09:57:00.000-06:00In a bit of weird bikeblog synergy, Moscaline posted a photo last week of a disturbing mummified cat pulled from a barn in Maine. http://tsaleh.blogspot.com<br /><br />In my climate, bodies rot before they're even dead. You want to appreciate a sunny day, live in a place where it rains three freaking months at a time. The sun broke out yesterday and the ice of last week had been melted by a couple days worth of rainfall. Riding in 50 degrees with the sun on my back made me positively giddy.Olyfixiehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/12764499328719930749noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7835882.post-85701658296752241932007-01-20T22:07:00.000-06:002007-01-20T22:07:00.000-06:00Excellent! I do have a couple erstwhile relatives to take care of actually. I'm also quite certain that all the required ingredients are readily available in the Health Food aisle at the local Grocery Store. Now I just need to think of some tasks for the new slaves. Perhaps one can fill in for me at work while I go riding...Jeffhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/13198489612535782394noreply@blogger.com