My fatbike needs a bath and I need a ride every day and it was raining tonight, so how supernatural is all that convergence? Except that it stopped raining as soon as I started riding, so it didn't really work out. It would have been so awesome to come home with a totally clean bike.
I cruised to the Elephant Bikes world headquarters. There were all kinds of interesting things to take pictures of there, but I'll be damned if I wasn't too busy yapping to even think about it. On the way out I finally realized I was headed home with no proof of anything and that you bastards would pounce on this and label me a fraud. Here then. I don't know where all the green light came from, but I'm going with it. Some people spend hours in Photoshop to get this same effect and I got it on the first click of the shutter.
As you can tell, I am really grasping for anything even remotely interesting to show or tell you, and majorly failing. Sometimes it's better to just wrap it up before you bury yourself any deeper and this is one of those times. Catch you tomorrow.
4 comments:
Behind the green door, there's fifty shades of grey.
I'm surprised you haven't take off the '9' and the '7' and replaced them with '5' and '9'.
Christopher, I'm trying to evade the telemarketers.
That gives a whole new take on butt-dialing.
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