Sunday we had an old man session at the park. Sunday morning. Because that is what old people do...they get up on a Sunday morning before other people with cool and interesting lives do. Scotty put it best when he said that soon we'd be meeting at Hardee's for breakfast when we're too old to ride. Can't wait. The thing about blogging with Picasa is that I have no idea what order these pictures are in...I think the first one is of Scotty doing a big ass table over the wedge hip, but really I don't know. It's a crap shoot. There should be a picture of Mr. Cherry manualing, and I think a two shot of Andrew and Scotty...yes...
Then there is a picture of Garrett and Anna...the two mini-humans who qualify me for old man status. It was pretty rad to be riding with other dads, really. I can relate to that. I can't relate most of the time to sub 21 dudes and their proclivity for being retards. But I try.
Time for work.
3 comments:
sunrise-to-sunup, my time is pretty much booked. but i swear, my eyes just don't work as well in the dark as they used to. riding during the day
feels like the greatest luxury.
in further grandpa-related news, i just bought a helmet and reading glasses.
Well, if you ever wanna get together and yell at kids in my neighborhood, let me know. I'll put a pot of coffee on...
Whoah, a Scott Wilson sighting. I am sure he was killing it.
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