Yepp, I'm lost in the nether regions. I guess it started when I got screwed through the drive through at MCD's when I asked for 3 sausage biscuits with egg and only got two, paid for three. That really p.o.'ed me. So from now on I'm going in and if they screw up I will tell them they are morons and ask for the stupid manager to fix my order. Geez, kids these days.
But I digress... I guess I'm feeling old, fat, and out of the loop and I really want to ride the track tonight, but I'll have to settle for watching the action on a bench. Hopefully I'll recognize some people and old BMX buds just commin' out like me to watch the action. Hopefully there wont' be any bad wrecks, but there always seems to be at our track... a national track - call it the Winchester BMX kharma.
Maybe tomorrow I'll feel better about things once I get my wheels in the dirt and ride this monster. Its supposed to drop into the 30's tonight but is hangin' at 77 degrees right now but the race don't start until 6pm. I'm about to go out to taco hell and get a supreme burrito or two.
Hangin' loose in the nether regions.
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