My butt hurts!!

A friend of mine live in Niwot which is 25 miles round trip from Boulder. Yesterday I went to get coffee at a nice Italian cafe here in Boulder. I didn't know it was a hang out for a multitude of bike fanatics. They all come in dressed in their silly little biker pants, shirts, and shoes. Me? I'm in flip flops, tee shirt, and shorts. Hmmmm, what's going on? They were all there to watch the Tour de France!! Can you believe it? I guess they thought I was crazy when I asked them to turn the TV to the British Open, which to them is as boring as me watching the T de F. Anyway, hyped up on a double cap, I decided to screw the heat and ride on out to Niwot. It was perfect. A little heat, lots of water, and a nice long ride!! My idea of fun!! I think people feel I escaped from the asylum when they see my flopping my arms, IPOD earphones stuck in my ears, and mooing at the cows. Screw them!! They say you're only a kid once, but I'm finding out that's utter bullshit. I'm a kid again and to prove it I'm gonna buy me a hula hoop!! Wish me luck that I don't throw my back out!!

Sounds of Thunder!!

Fourth of July in the States. I forgot what it was after spending the last 4 in Anguillla where it is definitely NOT a holiday. But it made me reminisce that 20 years ago was my first vacation to Anguilla. What a long strange trip its been since then.

I also forgot what a REAL storm is. Monsoons!! Bundled up in a blanket reading a book, listening to the massive thunder, watching the incredible lightening, and being mesmerized by the patter of rain drops. There may be nothing more comforting.

It just keeps getting better.