...my hands are dirty. Yesterday at work, I felt like I was finally a member of Tyler Durden's Fight Club. I was in a meeting passing out reports around the table with my grease stained hands, fingers missing more than a few pieces of skin, and all I kept hearing was, "The first rule of what David does at night, is you don't talk about what David does at night."
Before anyone gets the wrong idea about my meetings though, I will also say that during that meeting I also found a way to point to my biceps and say, "It's OK, I have a permit for these things", not really all that intense of a meeting.
This is photo of me taking the BCA challenge. This 1970s Bicycle Club of America road king tested my skills, but I think the two guys in the next picture who were kind enough to bring by two bikes were pleased with the result.
I just can't believe how fun this has been. Every person that has come by has lived within just a couple block radius. I've met more of my neighbors in the last two nights of tune-ups than I have in my 7 months on the hill. I love it! I can't wait to introduce Chrissa to all of you. This is turning out much different but much better than I ever could have expected.
I just can't believe how fun this has been. Every person that has come by has lived within just a couple block radius. I've met more of my neighbors in the last two nights of tune-ups than I have in my 7 months on the hill. I love it! I can't wait to introduce Chrissa to all of you. This is turning out much different but much better than I ever could have expected.
8 HAPPY CUSTOMERS SO FAR!!!
---INTERMISSION---
Yep, that's a blurry picture of my bunghole. Can't believe I put a picture of my bunghole on the internet, but I feel like I know you all so well now... A bunghole is the airlock at the top of the big glass jug you see in the pics. It allows the CO2 from fermentation to get out without letting any air back in. It all makes sense now huh? So that's where that word came from...
Anyway...after tune-ups on Thurs, I had 5 gallons of hard cider fermenting that was ready to bottle, so my roommate Carson and I took a brief intermission from the world of the bicycle and journeyed through the world of fall flavored alcohol.
Anyway...after tune-ups on Thurs, I had 5 gallons of hard cider fermenting that was ready to bottle, so my roommate Carson and I took a brief intermission from the world of the bicycle and journeyed through the world of fall flavored alcohol. It has to sit in the bottle for two weeks in order to carbonate, but I'm expecting everyone who has helped me out to come by for a drink at some point before Christmas. Yep, I set a deadline. Don't mess with the deadline!
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