Last night was pretty good neat. I spent the afternoon and evening doings things out of the order I would normally do them in.  I ran to Target when the Wife got home and bought a dedicated biking backpack so I don't have to worry about swapping contents in-and-out before and after work type shit if I end up riding _late into the early-morning_.  Then I got home and rode my bike to Outpost in Wauwatosa. There and back isn't even 11 miles. I got some crazy looks by motorists.  I was wearing my night clothes tho, even black sunglasses. I must have looked like a wanna be Neo. 'Cept I'm rocking a untamed mohawk as well.  I love the looks I get from younger boys (very young), and young male teens as well.  Yes, gentlemen the passion for riding never dies. Grilled brats cos that is what the Wife was craving. First time having meat since State Fair. Spend the hour or two afterwards feeling quite down about myself.  But I didn't let it bother me too much. I eat a lot less meat than almost everybody I know. Had intentions of watching the third Matrix movie last night but we just sort ate to late for that. The Wife and I spend as much time outside as possible last night. Stalin too, with is slightly-sore athletic hind-quarters. Now it's Friday first. I'm out. Apparently Brent is working the afternoon with Jordan tonight. Good luck with that! I hope they don't get buried too horribly. [](http://openpluto.com/wm/wp-content/uploads/2013/08/BMX-backpack.jpg)