TNR Report

The people didn't so much claim their voice and speak up with their preferences for how the evening should unfold. It was more of a faint mumble. In the end, a 1-1 tie left us in limbo for a while. But the tiebreaker went to Tom K on account of his actually showing up at the TNR HQ. Big Luke was there too. We only recently found out that he is, for all intents and purposes, for all intents and purposes the Peg City's answer to Little Steven. The absence of a bandana serves as a cover. But the chops are most definitely there. Jonny G and the Cricket were there too. RRR, however, was not represented. That has not happened in a while. Tom's vote for a ride turned out to be the right choice. Because last night's ride was a sweet one. Maybe even super sweet. We rode the monkey trails to Ass. Park, spent some time playing around at the new duck pond and toboggan run, and made our way back to the klubhaus on the river. Good times. That it was warm relative to the way things can often be in the middle of January didn't hurt either. The condition of the river means there will be another IceTT at some point.









Tom K supplied the video:




Back at the klubhaus, the president, the secretary, Juan Eppstein and Philly were already well into the evening. They'd been sorting out the details of a covert operation that required them to take leave of us for a half hour or so. They came back grinning triumphantly. But we will likely never know whether the plan was successfully executed or not. Lisa and the Impaler sparred again. It is getting a bit old, this dance of theirs. Now she is upset that he ate her Toffifay. This did not stop her from sharing her chips with us. After some coaxing, she even allowed the Impaler to have a few too. It is not clear where this is headed. It is probably best not to think too much about it. After the situation with Lisa settled down, I found myself on the receiving end of some attention by an inebriated, though nevertheless kindhearted, benefactor. We haven't been feted with gifts from strangers since the Crowbar incident. But at least this one did not involve an invitation back to his place. It seems he simply wanted to share some bourbon with a fellow redhead. It is hard to argue with that. Needless to say, we spent some time talking about the spring ride. There will be some long rides. And yet the secretary was emboldened by the possibility that some might show up with the intention of not riding at all. It seems the year of dnb 2.0 is off to a rather inauspicious start. Vic brought the evening to a close by recounting for us what it feels like to be drowning. It is to be avoided. Drowning that is. The experience of listening to Vic tell stories somehow always manages to bring on a sense of jollification, even if he's talking about such macabre matters as sinking to the bottom of a lake.

Tunes? Loverboy.