
a little neighbor came by to check out my new t-check frame. i had just rust proofed the inside of the frame tubes with some boeing T9 and set it outside in the wind to dry a bit before building it up. san fran here i come!
'never again during the remainder of his journey to San Francisco would he equal or surpass this day's eighty-eight-mile effort. furthermore, never again on the trip would he encounter roads as fine as those he met in the Cornhusker state. riding through Wyoming and every state or territory thereafter, Nellis would long for the "excellent paths" of Nebraska.' - An American Cycling Odyssey, 1887
after my usual saturday radio thing i met up with my friend jose. we rode over to that new place in the haymarket, the bread and cup, for a few brews and sandwiches (the food rocks). jose is an aspiring musician and hopefully he'll come and play a few songs on my radio show next week. his stage name is joey bottles ('pepe botellas', the nickname for joseph bonaparte while he was king of spain) and he's moving to chicago in a month to form a band. so when he makes it big in the rock en espanol world people in lincoln can say they heard him play here first.