Stupid Bowl

The Anti Super Bowl-Super Bowl Party. I really don't care much for professional sports, aside from a select few: cycling, wrestling (not wwf, but olympic), the X-games, and the Olympics. I could do without all the others. However, the Stupid Bowl offers K and I a great chance to have some peeps over and have a good time.

The day began with a little church action, followed by a slightly colder than cold ride. Java, a new guy named Hans, and I rolled out at 11 to make sure I got back in time to help clean house. We rolled up to Old # 7, into Harrisburg, then cruised by Tracy's mom's house, and back in. The first 20 minutes of the ride were the coldest, I believe a mere 18 degrees. As the sun rose higher overhead, the day warmed up (to a blistering 29) and my face became pliable enough to begin talking again.

The party was fun: Keven and Seth from the shop rolled over, as well as the Podium, Wes and Anne, T and Lesley, and a special guest appearnce by Java. I think the Steelers won...good for them.

This week is going to be a bit rough: I have school and work everyday, until Friday that is, when I drive down to Ft. Smith for our final team camp before the season. I also have an exam on Wednesday, which throws a curve ball into the week. However, I will only have 3 more weeks of this crap after I make it through this one.