went for a nice ride today...it's been a week since my last. And mentally i could tell, when i don't ride i become snappy, and actually at times quite the prick, but man what difference a 3 hr ride does for me. It's like coming down from a serious drug addiction i suppose, and i'm sure a doctor or therapist could make a defense that it really is. Wouldn't get much of an argument out of me that's for sure. So i loaded the mpee3 palyer full of neil young and headed down some of my favorite roads, and felt like bringin' my camera along too just in case some cool shit came along that needed documenting....well nothing really out of the ordinary took place so i took a picture of my shadow (i kind of liked the idea at the time, but now i wonder why i did it ?). Anyway, when i came back through town on my way back home i decided to stop to visit tracy's great aunt and uncle. Uncle Clayton is super cool, and is always trying to force down cheap Fallstaff beer down my neck...i mean as soon as i come in the house he's tossin me one. "Nah ... Claytie...i'm on the bike and i still have 6 miles to go to get home, thanks anyway" i tell him. But this guy just won't take no for an answer, and i once again succumb to peer pressure. We then start talking about tracy's family and their history up here in Montana...friggin crazy to think that my kids are 7th generation 'Bitterooters', and i wonder if that's good or bad :), so i ask Claytie if his father was an outlaw, or came to the wild west via horse carriage and he just smiles. Crazy shit man, crzy shit. Anyway, just thought i'd fill ya in on my sunday....we're loading up the van to go watch the superbowl with some friends, gotta go ! hope everyone else had a good weekend too...........later, Chad