Donkey Dick, Meet Your Maker



We drove (blech!) to REI [your friendly national outdoor co-op] today to make some very necessary purchases for the bike-rock-revolution. If we're actually going to stop driving, I must have a rear rack with a crate. We also picked up a headlight, a set of tire levers, two patch kits and a portable pump.

On the way home (trip saving: learn it, know it, live it [that's a Fast Times joke, duh.]) we stopped at our local Super Mercado Gigante! Fiesta is a pretty sweet mexi-grocery store. We bought deodorant and a tortilla warmer to steam the corn tortillas we now consume on a daily basis. In my heart of hearts, I'm sure they're made with GMO corn owned by Monsanto, but there's not a lot you can do about it. The organic tortillas at work are five times as expensive.

Also, give another listen to The Unauthorized Biography of Reinhold Messner, I know you think that Army is the only song you like on it, but you're wrong. I'm not saying it's Ben's best, but it's pretty fucking good.
- posted by Mason @ 2:08 PM