What The Cuss? The Bishop!!

I really have nothing to blog about. I could go on about how I hate the word blog, blogger, and blogging. Who even came up with that name? Makes me think of flog, flogger, and flogging. Which makes me think of bishops and the flogging of said bishop and that makes me think of .... DAMN! See how nothing turns to something. I hate that. Anyway, when I was done thinking of flogged (not blogged) bishops, I thought of this and laughed my ass off for a bit.

Hmmm, Where was I?.... bike blog... bike blog ... bike blog... Oh! I rode the trainer today for an hour and sweat like a pig! There put that in your pipe full of cycling smugness and smoke it! AND I worked on interviews with REAL bike racers today. Bike racers that win shit and stuff. And yesterday I worked out like a freaking dog at the gym to help with OPERATION MID PACK 2011!! HA!

Speaking of O.M.P.-11 (say ommp-eleven), registration opened up for the 2011 Barry-Roubaix today. This will most likely be my first race of 2011. The Barry gives you a choice of 35 or 65 miles of (most likely frozen and cold) Michigan gravel. And I am happy to say that XXC is going to be part of the BR-2011. Look for some tees on the prize table and stuff like that. So get registered bitches. Now, do I buy studded cross tires just in case? Or just wing it?

Lastly- sorry about the post the other day where I was wishing a gorilla to hurt someone (someone evil!). I still want that to happen, but I am apologizing due to the outcry I received from the Society For The Ethical Treatment of Women Who Don't Want To Be Accosted By Gorillas. That and the fact that Wifey sort of did here own very low key, ask to talk to a supervisor version of the gorilla wish, and got a bunch of shit waived on the house, and we can close on the W.O. house at the end of the month. SWEET! I owe Wifey my version of banana. Which leads me back to that Bishop. What the cuss?

Later.

P.S. What the cuss? Is spawned from the fact that B-Man is watching the great, but too much of a good thing can be bad, movie- The Fantastic Mr. Fox for like the 5th day in a row. I love the movie, but cuss, it's time to move on.