Yeah it’s Monday! Back to work! What a happy day, NOT!
This was a good weekend. A nice ride Saturday that had me dropped from the fast group in the Trail of Tears. It’s 
amazing how much more effort a fast ride takes when there is a lot of yo-yo’ing and dodging people that can’t seem to hold a line or want to constantly jump out of the saddle throwing the bike backwards. Either way it was a good ride. Later in the day was a great time with good friends at my favorite restaurant, the Tap House in Ghent. We even ran in to Chris, Wes, and the rest of the Alley Cat gang that had just finished the most recent Norfolk Alley Cat Race/Scavenger hunt. Chris has put up a race report on his site, here. I think Wes doing the Alley Cat with a child in tow in a bike trailer may be an Alley Cat first. (I am not sure who took the picture but it was discovered on Chris’s site) The beer and food was, as always, worth the drive from Virginia Beach to Ghent. The St Bernardus was awesome, the Aventinus Eisbock was even better, and I cant even remember what it was that I had for my third. It amazes me how much better some beers taste coming off the tap. Oh yeah, the cider steamed mussels and burger were awesome too.
Sunday, I rolled out of bed at 630, saw the temperature of 38 degrees and decided the bed was much more enticing. After a couple more hours of sleep Amber and I did some driving around Norfolk and Virginia Beach to deliver groceries to some folks. Later in the day was a drive over to my father’s house to enjoy a nice family dinner. My son the wonderful child that he is loved his new clothes that were acquired on a late night grocery run to Walmart. Due to a crazy Saturday schedule and us being the awful parents that we are we didnt have clothes packed for him to stay with his Grandfather and Michele so the nice vest and tie were acquired and left on the doorstep late Saturday night so he would have something to wear on Sunday. Isnt he just the most handsome little ten year old! The picture is linked to the rest of the images that were taken that day.
Amber and I did a lot of driving around this weekend and I noticed that something seems to be happening on the
road…. people seem to have forgotten what that piece of plastic sticking out of the steering column is supposed to be used for. You know, a turn signal. There was a time that they used to teach people in drivers education classes how to use them. It used to be common courtesy to let other drivers around you know where you intended to go. Not any more. Every where you go there are fewer and fewer people that can seem to push that little bit of plastic an inch. Maybe it is just another of those things that lazy people just cant seem to garner up the energy to do. I for one use it religiously… I signal my turns, signal my lane changes, and sometimes even signal with my one finger signal when the fat lazy redneck driving his big old rust bucket Ford pickup decides he wants to cut me off. That is cut me off with out using his turn signal because his hand is too busy flicking his cigarette out the window. A quick hunt for images to attach to this vent turned up this: Turn Signal Jacket For Cyclists : TreeHugger. Pretty cool, but what good would it do… no one wants to use turn signals anyways.
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