House of the Midnight Taco!

The stress of riding and work has me this week. I don't intend to whine... It just has me. Every day still on the bike, but the legs have nothing. I may have to do some research figure out what else I can do. The Brain is burning all the calories, Wish I could just eat for the head.... That sounded fucked up.

So, I umn had the Hebie Gebies and had to take a midnight walk. Out there sorting out the.... whatever.

It's one of those times where suddenly you look around and realize that you are out with the "I've got to have a Midnight Taco!" Crowd. Yep.... White minivan 300 pounds Can't figure out that at midnight you have to use the drive through at Taco Bell...