How Do You Unwind?

As I was helping close up tonight, got a text from my man Tyrant to head down to our local waterhole (ie: second home) and grab some drinks and food. Rode Lurch down in the rain, grabbed a spot at the bar and hilarity almost immediately ensued. Our presence was graced by my friend/co-worker/boss-man Bill. He hung out, had a couple pints, shared some stores about kids using washing machines to defend themselves against pissed off cougars, critiqued my artwork (we'll get to that in a second) and generally had a great time. Feeling a bit bored and wound up post-work, I busted out my Sharpie and got to work on the place-mat in front of me. (Tony Tyrant is responsible for all of these photos...thanks Tony!!)



-I love it when a plan comes together...



-The finished product.



-Super fun!

So after I posted the piece up on an air-duct, our good buddy/bar-manager-extrodinaire LT busted out a present given to him from one of the Sierra Nevada reps. Not wanting to let a few dares get the best of me, I retreated to the safety of the men's room to check out this gift in private...



Now I'm a pretty solid Pearl Izumi size large in both shorts and jerseys. Size XL in Giordana. That skinsuit turned out to be a Castelli in size Medium! For those who don't speak cycling lycra, it means that it's about 2 sizes too small for me. I couldn't stand straight up or I would have blown the crotch clear out...hence the Spiderman-Jazz-Hand stance. Mike was pretty sold.



Heading back to the bathroom I wound up having to wait to change because the men's room was occupado... A table full of rather attractive women said "Just use the ladies' room". To which I replied, "I'd love to but my clothes are in the men's room." I tried to get a photo op with them, but was turned down...always the bridesmaid. How'd your night wind up?