Ski Boots (IOW: F*** Cyclocross!!!)

Got these bad boys in the other day. Look at 'em, aren't they beautiful?

Went to an engagement celebration for Christy and one of the two johns It was a very nice, high tax bracket affair that (I was told) simply an excuse to have relatives over for longer than the Thanksgiving Holiday. Mr. and Mrs. (Mike) House were the only two there I knew there, so being the social butterfly that I am (*cough*) I stuck around with them for a lot of the time. Thankfully the Happy couple were glad to talk to me as well. John was really interested in what HT was doing these days and I told him he was on the lam somewhere in Kansas. All of us were disappointed, though that the esteemed Dr. Stephen J. McGregor (PhD) wasn't able to make an appearance. Something about celebrating T-day in London. Hey! They don't celebrate Thanksgiving in Canada on the 22nd!!!

But back to the boots. What can I say? When I kick off, I go forward. When I try to flex my ankles, I can't. So, to all you sick twists still doing C-X at this late date (with gears!!!) Kiss my fat, pimply, pale butt. I'm hittin' the road.