RAGBRAI Haircut.

The hair was getting a little unwieldy and the 450 miles

of bike riding I have to do next week is casting an ominous

shadow over my life.

I did not do a before shot, but the weight difference riding

around after the haircut is very noticeable.

I may not be ready for this bike ride across Iowa, but at least

my hair will not cause me to sweat out all my fluids through

my head.

U-P-G-R-A-Y-E-D-D

The two "D's" are for a Double Dose of hardware faults.

In actuality, I have not experienced any of the dropped

signal issues.

Bad Habit.

Headin' toward Michigan.

Kwame.

That's my (dawg) dog.

Mail Check.

Postcards from France.

Packages with Mixed CD's from Royal Oak.

I cannot stress how cool it is for you to mail me. The 2

CD mixtape is separated into "Songs for Summer Days"

and "Songs for Summer Nights". After having sampling

both discs in their appropriate time and I would like to

report that not only are they delightful, but they are

aptly named as well.

Tech Noir 80's Dance Party.

Saturday night found me at the top of a silo/deck with a

host of friends and strangers slow dancing to 80's hits with

the word "fuckin'" thrown into the last chorus of each ballad.

1st rule of dance party is there are no rules.

2nd rule of dance party is you leave room for jesus between

you and your dance partner.

3rd rule of dance party is you don't blog about dance party.

I still don't really know what happened.

Low Speed.

This thing had Vespa brakes in the front and what appeared

to be lawn mower brakes in the back.

I should hope it's low speed.