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...living the dream. That is, unless you dream about stripping wallpaper (lest we forget, it was on the ceiling too). ...TIME! We finally get to officially call this guy a complete fraud, lier, and best of all a doper ! What an asshole. Suspended until January 2009. wooohoooo! Who is going to want an old washed up doper? Better not forget to super-size my number 4, and don't skimp on the fries, motherfucker!

Alright Peeps, this is for serious...

The bike riding season is OVER and now I'm kickin' it on the interwebs! How 'bout it. - What I did on my summer vacation: Couldn't take one because I bought a house and now I'm poor! I'm so broke I can't even pay attention. - Wouldn't it be nice...: If this worked on Netgear ? - I'm not a national champ because....: ...I fell down. (can you see my butt?) - The high light of the summer: Seeing Greg Lemond at Chequamegon. Big ups. He's the reason that in 1986 I started riding my bike. - The low light of the summer: The Tour de France. You "big time" cyclists getting all doped up are KILLING the sport. Go piss up a rope you I-tested-positive-because-I-drank-a-beer and my-mother-had-an-absorbed-twin worthless motherfuckers! I hope you go fucking broke and have to live under a bridge for the rest of your pathetic lives. My services are not free.
People, I'm back at it. I thought the internet was a dying fad but turns out it is more popular than ever. I bought a house with my tenant-in-common. It needs a lot of updating, as in, painting everything so that it doesn't look like a little old lady lives there. In the first 48 hours of living there I completely stripped all the wallpaper in the master bedroom. That stuff was even on the ceiling. I'm not going to be competing in any of the cycling competitions this weekend. The Snide's are having a little celebration. You'll find me by the desert table. My guys are going to Milwaukee for a twilight crit...have fun.

Hi.

Judging by all the responses to my last post, my blog is way more popular than I thought. So my weight guessing contest is over and I am sorry to say, there was not a winner. I'm 103 lbs. Donimator , my D2 chrono will be ready to roll in about two weeks. I'm on for the first blackdog. Homegirl wants a crib in the high-rent district so I'm gonna have to take your money ...I'll need it. Three things: 1.) I'm glad the superbowl is over. 2.) Summit beer is the best ever. 3.) I need to wash my car. Now work with what I gave you. Pete.

How Fat am I?

Winter. Holidays. Beer. Guess my weight on 1/31/07 and you will get your name printed on my blog in bold letters! I'll help you out, I hit a buck-94 last year. Hells yeah.