the love ride

i have decided this will be the year of the bike gang:
riding out today on a perfectly beautiful sunday,
we rolled six deep:
york, julie, zach, charlie, chas, and myself.
and with all modesty, we rolled badass.

about midway through the ride, we came upon
what looked like an audition for the final scene of "torque"
(if you even know the movie reference, i'm impressed).
anyway, there was something like forty rice rockets passing by,
and aside from some pretty basic style fundamentals
i.e. full body leather suits with retarded splashes of colors/logos
they rolled REALLY badass:
traffic yielded. heads turned. kids asked parents.
it was impressive.

today was a great fucking day.
riding to the farmers market, sitting in the sun,
checking out the art exhibit at the pier: ashesandsnow.org
drinking beers at the bitburger.
felt the love.
it was beautiful.
and something to do again...
and slowly build our numbers...
until we see that f'in rice rocket posse again,
and fucking throw down, yo!
what!?!