Tuesday, March 3, 2009
Some totally awesome things...
Last week some great things happened. On Friday, as you can see, Casey and I adopted a dog. Mabel is a 2 year old Rottweiler with big teeth, a pink collar, and a pretty face. She is a very sweet dog and we are both really stoked. She was abused, we think at a puppy farm, but is coming around really fast. It's kinda weird that we adopted a dog together, as we don't live together, but we live about 1/4 mile away and wouldn't have done it alone. Can't wait to take her to Council Bluff and teach her to "ride" with me.
Thursday night we went to Columbia to see Ryan Adams. I had a couple of his albums but never got that into him. Casey plays him a lot so I was totally down to go see him. After a morning ride, the doggie door install, some errands and some cookies we split a Charleville Hoptimistic (my new favorite beer from St Gen) and got on the road. We didn't get far before we hit some major accident on 70 and sat. A little behind schedule, we rolled into Columbia and checked into our sweet free room at the wrong Marriott and decided we better get our drink on and check into the right one after the show. As fate would have it, the Missouri Theatre was right next to Shakespeares Pizza so we ordered up a onion, mushroom and sausage pizza, a couple big ol' beers and I got a salad. A couple more beers/drinks later we head over to the show only to realize it was a cash only bar and there was no ATM. Suckfest. We pooled our cash and split a $6, 12 oz Bud Light. Man, that hit the spot!
Little did we know that he was so rock star that we could have stayed and waxed another couple beers at the Pizza joint, but it was cool and we both convinced each other that we would be happy we hadn't in the morning. So two things happened next. I saw what may have been the most sober show of my life, and I sat down for the whole show. People don't dance, or stand for him. Weird. I was shaking in my seat the whole time. His vocal range was close to Roy Orbisons and the band just rocked. I don't know if it was the sobriety or the theatre, but the sound quality was amazing. I don't remember being impressed by any band other then Phish like this in a very long time. On the ride to the Hotey we picked up some malt liquor because sobriety is for suckers. I woke up parched and with a headache, but was really looking forward to picking up Mabel that night so it didn't suck too bad.
Last Wed I rode my mountain bike for the first time since the Burnin' 6 hour race. I also rode in a short sleeved jersey and shorts and got a little sun. I also rode three laps at my favorite trail in Missouri. I also was there with Drewballs, Matt "I love things that suck" Grotoff, and Mr Naked himself, Tom Albert. Apparently, Tom was thought he heard us coming down the road and decided to get naked and run around the parking lot only to have a close call with a fisherman. I think he eased his mind by explaining that "we roll like this all the time in St Louis." So, the other awesomeness that was going down was the new bike. It's fast and super rad. No way I'm going to get beat by any go slow gayness.
Post ride we passed the shithole, also known as Dos Primos, in Potosi and educated Grotoff on the finer things in life on the short drive to Los Portales in Hillsboro. The $2 imported happy hour beer specials and delicious food started flowing and we realized that Team Seagal is so fucked up from huffing Jenkem all the time they like the taste of shit, including Dos Primos.
I am going back to Council, Los Portales on the huberis express in the morning and need to get my bike dialed. I chose not to even re-read this post for errors, so deal with it.