banana time

A year its waited.

Patiently.

Alone in the darkness of Greensburg.

Flapping like an enormous foam sock.

Clipped to a telephone pole guide wire with a Stanley Quick Clamp.

But now it's time

PUNK BIKE SUNDAY.

RAAAAAAA.

Be there.

Or be a giant nerd and go to a cross race on the same day. I won't be around to throw donuts at you.