From this morning:
1) The round-trip ride to/from St. Paul always feels up hill both ways to me. Not sure if old age or the headwind is to blame for that cogderly observation.
2) The irony of a half-white/half-primer gray colored el camino parked in a Summit Avenue driveway was not lost on me.
3) Though not as obscene as the bandana/necktie combination, I think smoking and riding is an equally incongruous union.
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My father-in-law has pulled off the bike/smoke combo for years and years. He makes both look easy and natural.
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