Yinz wanna pop?

Father's Day came early last night thanks to Wifey & B-Man. Sweet F-ing Espresso maker. Had a double this a.m. Complete with foam. Wooooooooooosssssssshhhhhhhhhh. Been wanting one for a while. It freaking rocks!
This is it:


Did a 45 min. spin last night. Road riding tonight at easy pace. Supposed to get heavy storms so hopefully I get it in without being blown away. Today's Blog title was overheard at the Pgh. Zoo on Sunday. Also sighted: 2 Ben Worthlessburger Steeler Jerseys (worn in 90 degree + heat) and 1 Lone Wolf T-Shirt with "survivor" written at bottom. Ah, Pittsburgh.

I'm steeped in Big Bear logistics right now. Food, clothes, parts, etc. Takes a lot of planning.

NON BIKE STUFF:

Foot in mouth: As I'm standing at the monkey cage watching this one chick monkey sashaying around with these huge monkey nipples (not kidding like 4" long). I say to my wife, "wow, that's some serious nipple action!" but of course it was not my wife, but a total stranger. Nice. I crept away slowly trying not to look like some sort of freak.

Tom's son Jesse is still on the mends. Time will tell on nerve damage in face. Also has a fracture in part of his skull and a punctured ear canal (no hearing loss though) from the F-ing dog. Having said all that he's up and playing PS2 in his hospital room. Should be home on Tuesday some time. Tom is still coming to wrench for me at Big Bear. He's looking forward to the distraction of watching me suffer solo style.

Later