Dec 26, 2017
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Outsiders & Killerwatts - Space Travel (Galactic Explorers Remix)
Galactic Explorers - Future In Motion
Braincell & Galactic Explorers - Lysergic
Galactic Explorers - Lysergic
Galactic Explorers - Modular Universe
Djantrix & Galactic Explorers - Custom X
Sol Division (Saturdays, 9:30am, CBS.)
I just feel better when i've ridden, and less than good when i don't. I remember when my last bike was needing repair and unrideable, and those days felt unhelpful to my life. Maybe it's chemical. Maybe it's psychological. Maybe i wanna take a self-pic one day and decide it's good enough for OkCupid, that my body can handle whomever i meet for a picnic. Not "handle" as in "knife fight", but maybe, if she's neat like that. I'd make cut-offs from any of my to-donate pants, but they wouldn't shed rain like my North Face nylons. Still, maybe when i get home... Our hometowns are too hilly for everyday fixed gear. My new city is, too. But if we make a game of avoiding 50-degree inclines, stick to the long hills and flats, it's just inconvenient, or exercise. And i like the way it feels, and that it's quiet. I hear New York is an appropriate spot for fixies. I wouldn't know. Maybe D.C. Or western Kansas. My bike project might soon handle like a throwback mountain bike. Or an inanimate god. My at-home outfits are seldom more than shorts and bike shorts, or jeans and a pullover for walk-outings. I'm impressed by your non-repeating outfits because mine repeat daily. No kidding. (Really, my at-home outfits are shorts and bike-SHIRTS, but rereading this to catch that made me think someone could read this and think me a shirtless, 80's wonder. Don't tell.) B. has a better chance at Mars than us as astronauts. Invoke this, foster it. I can't think of an age-appropriate space film (though can about dinosaurs), but will write if i do. Now thinking of it, aluminum foil and cardboard boxes seem perfectly appropriate for pretend astronauting and first contact situations. You could play a mammalian mommartian. :) B. would have to help you write a treaty between your two worlds, or a charter for the new Galactic Explorers, Sol Division. I miss being good at pretending.
Ten-thousand points for a photo in a bikini and Toms.